In a dance as old as time, two bare cocks slide together, parted only by a thin layer of sweat and precum. The solo boy, his eyes closed, focuses on the sensation of cock against cock, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through him. He grinds, he thrusts, he chases the high, his cock leaking generously. He can't help but imagine another cock, another body, and with a final, desperate rut, he comes, his cock painting his own with strings of hot, sticky cum.