Solitary Desire: A Quiero SoloBoy Experience

The weight of the day melts away as he closes the door behind him, his heart pounding with anticipation. "Quiero," he murmurs, stripping off his clothes, letting them fall to the floor. He sits on the edge of the bed, his hand wrapping around his already hardening cock. He closes his eyes, letting his imagination run wild, picturing soft hands, eager lips, the heat of another body pressed against his. His strokes become more insistent, his breath coming in short gasps, until he reaches the edge, his body tensing as he finds his release, his voice a low growl of satisfaction in the quiet of the room.

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