Solitary Boy's Intimate Dance

In the quiet of his room, the boy, unseen, begins his private ritual. He starts by caressing his chest, feeling the muscles tighten under his touch. His hand wanders down, finding his hardening length, wrapping around it. He closes his eyes, imagining hands other than his own, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he increases his pace. The room echoes with his quiet sounds of pleasure, the only soundtrack to his intimate dance.

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