Masturbation Masterclass: His Private Ritual

The boy lies back on his bed, his eyes closed, his mind filled with fantasies that only he knows. He's alone, but not lonely. His hand wanders down his chest, over his abs, and beneath the elastic of his boxers. He finds his cock, already hard, already leaking. He strokes it, long and slow, his hips lifting off the bed, seeking more friction. He imagines a thousand different scenarios, each one pushing him closer to the edge. His breath comes in short gasps, his body tensing, his balls drawing up tight. With a final, whispered "Yes," he comes, his cock pulsing in his hand, his body wracked with pleasure.

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