Solitary Teen Boy Explores His Desires
In the dim light of his room, the teen boy stands before the full-length mirror, his heart pounding in his chest. He's never felt this way before, this insistent, almost painful throbbing in his groin. His hands tremble as he reaches for the waistband of his pants, pushing them down, his boxers following suit. He's fully erect, his cock standing proud and ready. His eyes meet his reflection, and he sees the hunger there, the need. He wraps his hand around his shaft, his grip tight, his strokes steady. His other hand cups his balls, gently rolling them, sending jolts of pleasure up his spine. He's lost in his own world, his body moving of its own accord, his breath coming in ragged pants. He's close, so close, and then he's there, his body convulsing as he comes, his release coating the mirror with his essence, a testament to his private exploration.