The Unseen Solo Symphony

The room is dim, the only sound the soft rustle of fabric as the boy discards his clothes, leaving him bare and vulnerable. His cock stands proud, already hard and eager for his touch. He wraps his hand around the shaft, his thumb brushing against the sensitive head, causing him to shiver. He begins to stroke, his grip firm, his pace steady. His free hand finds his balls, rolling them gently, his touch light and teasing. He leans back, his eyes closed, his mind filled with fantasies that only serve to fuel his desire. His strokes become faster, more urgent, his body tensing as he approaches the edge. With a final, ragged breath, he comes, his cock pulsing in his hand, his body shuddering with the force of his release.

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