Solitary Rapture in Shadows

Alone in his sanctuary, a youth gives in to the primal urge that courses through his veins. His body, lean and taut, responds to his touch, skin prickling with goosebumps as he caresses himself. He leans back, legs spread wide, offering himself up to his own desires. His cock, thick and pulsing, demands his full attention, and he obliges, wrapping his hand around it, stroking firmly, twisting at the head. His other hand cups his balls, rolling them gently, sending jolts of pleasure up his spine. His breath comes in ragged gasps, eyes fluttering closed as he loses himself in the sensation, fucking his hand until he spills over, painting his chest with his hot, sticky release.

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