Salvatore stands on uneven stone, his dark hair slicked back, muscles rippling under smooth, sun-baked skin as he grips his cock hard enough to make veins stand out. The rough rock digs into his thighs while he leans forward, fingers working his shaft with deliberate pressure, the close-up framing only his hand and the thick, flushed head. No surface softens the grip, just the weight of his own body and the way his breath hitches when he finally lets go, letting his hand slide down to stroke slow and deep.
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