Solitary Ecstasy: A Boy's Solace

In the quiet of his room, a young man, unseen and unheard, finds solace in his solitude. His hand trails down his chiseled torso, pausing at the waistband of his boxers. He frees his throbbing cock, stroking it slowly, his eyes closed in bliss. The room fills with the sound of his ragged breaths and the slick rhythm of his hand. He imagines unseen eyes watching, unseen hands joining his, pushing him closer to the edge. His body tenses, and with a low moan, he finds his release, his cum spilling onto his fist.

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