Solitary Gay Boy Explores His Desires

With a quick glance at the closed door, the lad kicks off his pants, his hard-on tenting his boxers. He strokes his length, his grip firm and steady, his rhythm building with each pass. His free hand cups his balls, feeling their weight, their tightness. He moans softly, his voice barely audible, his body writhing on the bed. His breath comes in short gasps as he feels his orgasm building, his cock pulsing in his hand. With a final, shuddering groan, he comes, his body trembling with the force of his release.

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