Lonely Hand Job Seeking Companion

In a dark room, dimly lit and filled with the scent of lust, sat a lonely guy, his body tense with anticipation and need.He had been seeking companionship, but not just any companion he was specifically looking for someone to give him a hand job.This horny male was desperate, his dick throbbing in his pants, the pressure building up within.His muscles were sinewy and taut, accentuating every vein and cord beneath the skin that seemed to pulsate with energy.As he sat there, naked and vulnerable, he felt the urge to touch himself, but held back waiting for his companion, who had not yet arrived.He was a man filled with nuts, yearning for the touch of another human being to finally provide the relief his body so desperately craved.In this lonely moment, the man couldnt help but jerk off in his mind imagining the pleasure and release that would come from receiving a hand job from someone else.His mind wandered to a fantasy where a beautiful woman walked into the room, her hands already reaching for his dick, eager to fulfill his needs.She knew precisely how to stroke him, making sure he felt every stimulation possible as she jerked him off.In his mind, she could feel and anticipate his erection, drawing it out until it seemed almost unbearable, before finally providing the hand job that would bring him to a powerful climax.His fantasies continued as the room filled with the sounds of him stroking himself in sync with her imaginary touch moans echoing around the walls, punctuated by the rhythmic smacking of skin on skin.His heart raced, his breath shallow and heavy his nuts ached from the tension that had been building for so long.As he neared the edge, every sensation amplified, and his thoughts drifted to thoughts of his ideal hand job partner.Her hands would be strong yet gentle, skilled at bringing him to the peak of pleasure and then easing back.Shed look into his eyes as she worked on him the intimacy arousing him further and making his erection more prominent than ever before.But just like in reality, this too passed.He snapped back to the room he sat in, alone but no less horny or desperate for a hand job.He knew that hed have to continue his search until he found someone willing to provide him with the muchneeded relief and companionship he sought so desperately.Until then, he would continue stroking himself, dreaming of the day when his lonely nights would become a thing of the past and his hand would no longer be responsible for giving him the hand job that he craved so intensely.