The soloboy, anonymous and untethered, indulges in his private ritual. His hand glides up and down his rigid shaft, the friction building a delicious tension. He leans back, his eyes closed, imagining unseen hands on his body. His strokes become more urgent, his grip tighter, until he can hold back no more. With a guttural groan, he releases, his cum shooting out, painting his hairy ass in sticky, white streaks.