In a dimly lit room, the guy was lying on his back on the bed, naked and wide awake, as his hands eagerly glided across his own chest, tracing intricate patterns upon his tanned, welltoned skin.His breathing was deep and deliberate, punctuated by an everpresent, low, lusty moan, reflecting a desire so powerful that it bordered on primal.With each stroke of his fingers, he teased the hardened nubs of his erect male nipples, making his cock swell even more, as he imagined his perfect woman eagerly undressing to join him in this private moment.As he continued stroking himself, his right hand made its way down over his abdomen and further still, stopping just above the waistband of his lowriding underwear.His left hand continued to knead his pecs, adding more pressure and intensity as arousal pulsed through his veins.With a final pull of the fabric, he revealed the thick, straining erection that lay before him ready for his own touch, his own pleasure, his own orgasmic bliss.He spread his legs wider apart, creating more space for his hand to roam across the sensitive skin below and above his manhood.He used the palm of his hand to gently fondle the underside of his shaft, while the tips of his fingers traced intricate circles around the tip.As he massaged himself, the thoughts of the perfect woman continued to dominate his fantasy.He could see her there, next to him naked, with her legs spread wide open for him, eager to feel his strong, muscular frame on top of hers.With each passing moment, he grew even more lost in this selfpleasuring session, so much so that the idea of climaxing alone became insufferable.His imagination painted vivid images of her in front of him, naked and yearning for his touch.This fueled him further, as he felt his balls tighten up against his body, his ass clenching rhythmically to meet the need of the moment.He squeezed his own cheeks apart with his hand, revealing his puckered entrance to his probing fingers.A deep urge for something more, someone more, ached within him as he sought for a completion that could only be found in the embrace of another.Nevertheless, it was the height of his sexual fervor and desire that brought him closer to the edge.As he edged towards climax, the thought of his perfect woman continued to dominate his mind.He saw her face, he heard her moans, and felt her touch on his skin, as if she were truly there beside him.Her name echoed in his thoughts, each syllable akin to the pounding of his heart in this selfinduced orgasmic trance.The tension in his groin was almost unbearable now an agonizing mix of pleasure and denial that built towards a crescendo.His touch became more frantic, faster and harder, his fingers slick with the copious precum seeping from his tip.Each stroke, each rub, each imagined sensation fueled by his fantasy was pushing him closer to ecstasy closer to releasing this builtup passion within him.As he continued to touch himself, a deep guttural groan escaped his lips as the sexual tension reached its zenith.Finally, with a last forceful stroke of his hand against his cock and an exasperated exhale that bordered between pain and pleasure, the guy erupted into his own hand in the most epic selfindulging climax ever experienced.The feeling was overwhelming each spurt of hot, sticky cum spewing forth leaving him breathless, his body shaking with the aftershocks of this intense moment.As he lay there on the bed, spent and drenched in sweat, thoughts of the perfect woman gradually began to fade away, replaced by the satisfaction of a wellearned selfindulgence.
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