Solitary Sin: A Boy's Self-Love Ritual

In the dimly lit room, a young man, his eyes closed, allows his imagination to run wild. His hand, slick with his own saliva, strokes his stiffening cock. He pictures the object of his desire, their laughter echoing in his ears, their touch igniting his skin. With each stroke, he feels the tension building, his breath hitching, his body yearning for release. He wants, he needs, and in this moment, he takes.

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