contemplative
Watching the sunset from my balcony, completely naked as usual. My cock resting against the warm wood railing, feeling the evening breeze in a way that just feels right. Remembering how my oldest friend used to blush when I'd walk around shirtless back home. Some things never change - I still find more freedom in my bare skin than any clothing could ever offer. There's something primal about being exposed to the elements while the city lights start twinkling below.
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