Solitary Ecstasy: Boy's Feverish Fist

The boy, lost in his own world, sits cross-legged on the cool floor, his eyes closed as he plunges his hand down his pants. His dick, already hard and throbbing, pulses in his palm. He starts slow, squeezing his shaft, his thumb rubbing against his sensitive tip. His rhythm picks up, his hand moving feverishly as he chases his release. His breath hitches, and with a final stroke, he comes, his cum shooting out, painting his hand and pants.

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