Solo Boy's Private Dance

In a packed club, a lone figure stands out, his gaze fixed on nothing, lost in his thoughts. He's not there for the music, or the drinks, or the company. He's there for the thrill, the risk. He slips away from the crowd, finding a dark corner where he can be alone with his thoughts and his desires. His hands begin to wander, tracing the lines of his body, his breath hitching as he imagines the feel of another's touch. He's not looking for company, he's looking for release, and he finds it in the pulsating rhythm of the music, his body tensing as he reaches his peak in the crowded, anonymous room.

• soloboy
• afim
• companhia

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