Solace in Solitude: A Boy'sStroke

Barely contained within the frame, a boy's cock throbs, aching for release. He wraps his hand around his thick, veiny shaft, his grip firm, his strokes steady. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and pre-cum, the sound of his hand working his cock filling the room. His body is a canvas of tension, his abs contracting, his chest heaving. His strokes become more urgent, his grip tighter, and with a final, ragged breath, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand and the floor with his hot, white seed.

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