Beating Off in Solitude

In the quiet of his room, our lonely lad takes matters into his own hands. He unzips, letting his hard cock spring free, then begins to pump, his grip firm and steady. His eyes flutter closed, imagining forbidden scenarios, his body responding to his vivid fantasies. His strokes become frantic, his hips bucking as he chases his climax. With a final gasp, he comes undone, his seed spilling out, coating his hand in sticky warmth.

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