Solitary Ecstasy: A Boy's Solo Dick Session
In the sultry heat of the afternoon, a lone figure retreats to the privacy of his room, the door clicking shut behind him. The boy, his heart pounding with anticipation, unzips his pants, his already stiff cock straining against the fabric. He sits down on the edge of his bed, his hand wrapping around his throbbing member, a soft moan escaping his lips as he begins to stroke. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his body tensing, his grip tightening. The room fills with the sound of his hand moving rhythmically over his slick flesh, the scent of his pre-cum heavy in the air. He leans back, his eyes closed, lost in the sensation, his body arching as he nears the edge. With a final, shuddering gasp, he comes, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand and stomach with his hot, sticky seed.