In front of the mirror, the inked stud with tattoos and a naked torso stood proudly, his erect cock at attention.He began to pleasure himself, staring into the reflection before him as he imagined himself being worshipped by his partner.As he stroked himself, he ran his hands over his chiseled chest and abs, feeling the warm breeze on his wet skin.His thoughts wandered to his lovers touch, how their hands would glide over his body, feeling the muscles that had been hardened by hours of training.The mirrors distortion created an illusion of two identical tattooed men caressing each other in a sensual dance, bringing the stud closer to climax.His breathing became deeper and faster as he imagined every last detail of the experience.As his excitement grew, beads of sweat formed on his forehead, mixing with the slick sheen of oil that had been applied for an easier grip.With one final thrust of his hips, he let out a guttural moan and exploded all over himself, paint splattering across the mirror.The mixture of excitement and satisfaction washed over him as he wiped away the evidence, leaving only his powerful physique behind.He had spent countless hours working on this masterpiece, perfecting every angle and curve until it was a true reflection of who he was as a man.As he admired himself in the mirror, the satisfaction from this solo experience would fuel him to find the real thing with his partner, to bring their fantasies to life and create an even better scene.