Solitary Ecstasy: A Boy and His Throbbing Cock

The boy, his cock a rigid pole, takes his time, tracing the veins, feeling the pulse of life within. He cups his balls, heavy and full, before giving them a gentle squeeze. He spits into his palm, lubricating his hand, and begins to stroke, slow and steady. His eyes flutter closed, lost in the sensation, his body arching slightly with each upward stroke. His cockhead glistens with pre-cum, a sign of his impending release, which he welcomes with a low groan, his cum painting his chest.

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