Solitary Bliss: Boy's Torrid Self-Pleasure

As the sun beats down, a young man retreats to his room, the heat of the day fueling his primal urges. He strips off his clothes, his cock already throbbing with anticipation. He wraps his hand around his length, stroking slowly, savoring the sensation. His eyes flutter closed, lost in a fantasy world where his touch is not enough. His breath hitches, his movements becoming more urgent, his grip tighter. He can feel the tension building, his body tensing, ready to release. With a final, powerful stroke, he groans, his cock pulsing as he paints his chest with his pleasure.

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