Strokes of Steel: Solo Hacha Mastery

In the dimly lit room, a lone figure, Weritollenito's protégé, takes center stage. His hands, calloused and confident, grasp the cold, unyielding steel. The air is thick with anticipation as he begins to stroke, the friction igniting sparks that dance in the gloom. Each pass reveals the raw, primal power of the blade, its edge gleaming with promise. The boy's breath hitches, his grip tightening as the sensations build, his cock swelling in tandem with the steel's hardening. The room echoes with the rhythmic clacking of wood on stone, punctuated by the wet, suctioning sounds of his palm working his own heated flesh.

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