Solitary Indulgence

Hidden from prying eyes, he finds solace in his solitude, his hand a familiar companion. The room is his sanctuary, the shadows his confidants. His breath hitches as he increases his pace, the slick sound of his hand working his length echoing in the silent space. The tension builds, his body taut, until with a final, shuddering stroke, he finds his release, his low groan the only sound breaking the stillness.

• soloboy

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