Self-Pleasuring Solo Boy

Lean, tanned, and hung, the young man stands in his bare, dimly lit room, the air heavy with anticipation. He starts slowly, tracing his fingers down his chest, teasing his nipples to hard peaks. His hand trails lower, pausing at the waistband of his loose-fitting boxers. With a smirk, he pushes them down, freeing his already stiff cock. He strokes it languidly, his other hand exploring his smooth, muscled body, before sliding down to cup his balls. His breath hitches as he tightens his grip, the sound of wet skin slapping against skin filling the room.

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