Unseen, Unheard, Unbound

In the dim, quiet confines of his room, a young man, alone and unseen, begins his ritual. He tentatively touches himself, his breath hitching as he grows harder. His mind races with taboo thoughts, his heart pounding in sync with the illicit images flashing through his mind. He strokes himself, his grip firm, his pace quickening. His body tenses, a low moan escaping his lips as he finds his release, his essence spilling onto his hand.

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