Unseen Pleasures: Solo Boy's Ritual

In the dim light of his room, a boy seeks solace in the rhythm of his own body. He lies back, his hand wrapping around his rigid cock, his thumb tracing the bead of precum at the tip. He begins to move, his strokes slow and steady, building a rhythm that echoes the pulse in his ears. His other hand wanders, exploring the planes of his chest, the flatness of his stomach, the softness of his inner thighs. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he feels the heat building in his groin. He picks up the pace, his hips lifting off the bed, his body tensing as he chases his climax. With a final, shuddering breath, he finds it, his cock pulsing as he spills over, his body going limp with satisfaction.

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