Unseen Solace

In the quiet of his room, the young man stands before the mirror, his reflection his only companion. He lets his imagination run wild, envisioning hands more experienced than his own, touching him, teasing him, pushing him to the edge. He strips, his body now bare, vulnerable, and exposed. His hand wraps around his throbbing cock, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through him. He closes his eyes, losing himself in the fantasy, his strokes becoming more urgent, more desperate. His body tenses, his breath hitches, and with a soft groan, he finds his release, his hot cum coating his hand and torso, a testament to his solo passion.

• soloboy

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