Solitary Harvest: Boy's Field Frottage

In the throes of a rural summer, a lonely farmhand seeks solace in the swaying fields. His rough, working hands trace the length of his burgeoning cock, now exposed to the elements. The sun beats down, its heat intensifying his desire as he jerks himself, the rhythmic rustling of the crops mirroring his increasing pace. His body tenses, and with a final, low groan, he releases, his seed spilling onto the parched earth.

• jerking
• fields
• soloboy

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