Isolation Breeds Intimate Exploration

Alone in his sanctuary, a youthful figure undresses, his body adorned with the faintest smattering of hair. His cock, semi-hard, bobs gently as he sits on the edge of his bed. He wraps his fingers around the shaft, feeling the pulse of life within. His eyes close, his mind's eye painting a lurid scene. He visualizes hands, not his own, touching him, teasing him. His strokes become more fervent, his grip tighter. His body tenses, his breath coming in short gasps as he chases his climax. With a final, shuddering breath, he comes, his cock pulsing as he paints his chest with his essence.

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