Solitary Delights: Boy's Private Dance

In the privacy of his room, the boy lets his inhibitions fall away. He stands before the mirror, admiring his reflection, his body responding to his own gaze. He turns, catching the sight of his firm ass, his cock already half-hard. He runs a hand over it, feeling the heat, the pulse. He turns back, watching as he strokes himself, his hand moving faster, harder. His other hand cups his balls, rolling them gently. He bites his lip, his eyes locked onto his reflection, watching the pleasure play across his face. He leans back, his body tensing as he nears the peak, then with a final, powerful stroke, he comes, his body shaking as he painted the mirror with his release.

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