Solitary Ecstasy: A Boy's Private Dance

Unnoticed by the world, a boy bares all, his body a canvas for his wandering hands. He traces the lines of his muscles, feeling the power and potential. His cock stands at attention, eager for his touch. He teases it, running his fingers up and down its length, feeling the pulse of his desire. He grips it tightly, his strokes becoming more insistent, more urgent. His hips buck, his body coils, and with a guttural groan, he spills his seed, his body shuddered with the force of his orgasm.

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