strokes of Solitude: Unseen Pleasures

The dim lighting casts long shadows, accentuating the young man's body as he lies back, legs spread, hand working his cock with increasing urgency. His hips rise to meet his strokes, his other hand pinching and rolling his nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through him. The room echoes with his ragged breaths and the wet sounds of his solo session, his body tensing as he nears the edge, before finally, with a low groan, he spills over, his cum painting his stomach in warm, sticky stripes.

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