Bradley\'s muscles flex under the dim light as he wraps his hand around his throbbing length, strokes growing faster with each building wave of need that makes his breath come in sharp bursts. The room echoes with low groans while tension coils tighter, leading to a messy explosion that paints his skin in warm satisfaction. A salty taste lingers in the air, turning solitary play into an addictive rush of self-indulgence.
