Solitary Ecstasy: Boy's Lonely Night

In the quiet of his room, a lone man seeks solace in his own touch. He unzips his pants, his cock springing free, already hard and eager. He takes it in his hand, feeling its heat, its rigidity. His strokes are slow, deliberate, as if he's trying to draw out the pleasure, make it last. His other hand finds its way to his balls, cupping them, rolling them gently. He's all alone, but his mind is a whirlwind of fantasies, each one pushing him closer to the edge. His breath hitches, his grip tightens, and with a final, desperate stroke, he spills his load, his body convulsing with the force of his release.

• masturbation
• dick
• alone
• soloboy

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