Discovering His Own Rhythm

Lost in the throes of self-pleasure, a lone boy seeks solace in his own touch. The room echoes with his ragged breaths as he grips his stiff cock, pumping it furiously. His eyes squeeze shut, imagining the soft warmth of another's hand, another's mouth. The fantasy propels him closer to the edge, his body tensing, his balls drawing up tight. With a guttural groan, he comes undone, rope after rope of hot cum painting his abdomen, his body finally, temporarily, at peace.

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