Solitary Delights in Prison Showers

Behind the steel door of a prison shower, a solitary figure stands under the harsh fluorescent light. The water pounds against his toned body, washing away the day's grime and tension. His hand, rough from years of labor, wraps around his hardening cock. The contrast in textures sends shivers down his spine. He strokes lazily, his mind drifting to forbidden thoughts. The sounds of the prison fade away, replaced by the soft moans of his cellmate, the one who visits him in the shower, the one who makes him feel alive. His grip tightens, his strokes quicken. He bites his lip, suppressing a groan as he finds his release, his cum washing away with the water.

• prison
• soloboy

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