Self-Love Stories: A Boy's Journey

Alone and eager, he strips bare, the cool air a stark contrast to the heat building within. His hand wraps around his hardening cock, stroking slowly, building a steady pace. The room fills with his soft moans, a symphony of his own making. His other hand wanders, cupping his balls, teasing his ass, adding layers of sensation until he's panting, on the edge, ready to tumble into bliss.

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