"Yearning for Release"

"Chahiye," he murmurs, his voice echoing in the desolate landscape. His hand wraps around his stiff cock, the need for release urgent. The land, his only companion, watches as he fucks his fist, his hips rocking, breath coming in ragged gasps. The sun beats down, its heat intensifying his desire. He imagines a phantom touch, a ghostly mouth, and with a final, powerful stroke, he comes undone, his seed spilling onto the parched earth, a testament to his solitary lust.

• land
• soloboy
• chahiye

• Unknown