Solo Boy's Erotic Marathon

A lone figure, silhouetted in the soft glow of a dimly lit room, finds solace in the rhythmic dance of his hand. His fingers trace the length of his throbbing cock, from the sensitive tip to the base, where a light dusting of hair tickles his palm. His breath hitches as he increases his pace, the sound of flesh against flesh filling the empty room. His body tenses, veins bulging as he nears his climax, only to slow down, teasing himself, drawing out the pleasure.

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