Chilling Alone, Hard & Horny

The room is warm, the air heavy with the scent of youth and hormones. He's shirtless, his skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat. His hand, rough and eager, strokes his cock through his shorts, the fabric tented and damp. He's a creature of habit, his rhythm steady, his breath deepening as he approaches the edge. His body tenses, his abs contracting as he spills over, his release messy and satisfying.

• at
• da
• soloboy
• crib
• chilling

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