Solo Boy Milks Himself

Pajero, the lone wolf, seeks solace in the sanctuary of his bedroom. The room is his haven, a place where he can explore his desires without judgment. He's in no mood for company, his hunger for touch gnawing at him. He strips, his body bare, vulnerable. His hand finds its way to his cock, already hard, throbbing with need. He pumps himself, his grip tight, his rhythm urgent. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, his grunts echoing off the walls. He's close, his body tensing, and with a final, desperate stroke, he comes, his cum painting his hand, a symbol of his lonely, yet satisfying release.

• leche
• soloboy
• pajero

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