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In the throes of a relentless storm, a lonely boy finds solace in the intimate dance of self-pleasure. His room, bathed in the dim glow of a single lamp, echoes with the rhythm of his eager hand stroking his rigid cock. Pre-cum beads at the tip, a tantalizing teaser of the salty reward to come. He groans, his body taut as he chases his release, the sound of rain pounding against the window mirroring the intensity of his strokes.