Solitude's Sweet Sin: Boy's Intimate Dance

Alone in his room, a young man's body aches for release. He listens for any signs of life beyond his door, but the house is silent. He strips slowly, his clothes pooling at his feet, his heart pounding in his chest. He sits on the edge of his bed, his hand wrapped around his erect cock, his eyes squeezed shut as he imagines a touch that isn't his own. His strokes become firmer, faster, his breath coming in short gasps. He leans back, his body tensing as he chases his orgasm, his hand working his cock until he's spilling over, his body shuddering with the force of his release. He collapses back onto the bed, his body coated in a sheen of sweat, his heart still racing as he comes down from his solo high.

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