In the dim light of his room, the soloboy begins his dance with his dildo. He coats it with lube, his hands trembling with anticipation. Straddling it, he sinks down, his breath hitching as it fills him. He rides, his hips rolling, his body a symphony of sensation. The dildo's curve hits that spot, and he's lost, his orgasm ripping through him, leaving him spent and satisfied.