Markers Trace His Youth

In the quiet of his room, a teen boy, untouched by time or experience, indulges in a secret ritual. A marker, an innocent item, becomes his companion, its tip tracing lines on his smooth chest, writing unreadable words that only his imagination understands. His cock, untouched by anyone but himself, grows hard under his own touch. He leans back, his eyes closed, lost in his fantasy, the marker rolling forgotten onto the floor as he increases his pace, chasing the high only he can give himself.

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