Rhythm of the Flesh: Unbound Solitude

In the quiet of his room, a young man, Iluvthataste's exclusive, loses himself in the throes of self-pleasure. His hands, confident and sure, glide along his rigid length, each stroke a symphony of sensation. The room fills with the symphony of his pleasure, the sound of his hand meeting flesh, the gasps of his building ecstasy. His body tenses, every muscle taut as he nears the precipice, before finally, with a shuddering groan, he finds his release.

• masturbation
• soloboy

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