Me, Myself, and My Fist

The soloboy begins his private ritual, his hands tracing the contours of his body, igniting sparks of pleasure. He grasps his cock, feeling its hardness, and starts a rhythm that matches his racing heart. His imagination runs wild, envisioning strangers, friends, and fantasies that make his cock ache. He's a master of his domain, his body his playground, as he brings himself to the brink of ecstasy, his moans filling the room with the symphony of his solo performance.

• hard
• on
• off
• me
• jacking
• even
• not
• soloboy

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