Solo Delight: Boy's Late Night Strokes

With a quiet sigh, he begins, his calloused thumb grazing the sensitive head of his cock. His grip tightens, his pace quickens, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through his body. His other hand wanders, cupping his balls, teasing his taint, exploring the boundaries of his desire. His breath hitches, his stomach clenches, as he nears his release, his strokes becoming frantic, urgent, until he finally lets out a low moan, his cock pulsing in his hand, his body relaxing into the aftermath of his private pleasure.

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