Awakening: The lonely boy's pre-dawn ritual

In the quiet of the pre-dawn, the boy's hand wraps around his throbbing erection, the cool air of the room contrasting with the heat radiating from his body. He imagines the soft lips of the girl he met last night, the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed. His strokes become more urgent, his grip tighter, until he's grunting in release, his cum painting the headboard of his bed. He collapses back, sated, as the sun begins to rise, starting the day with a self-indulgent secret.

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