Solitary Ecstasy: Boy's Private Dance

In the quiet of his room, a boy seeks his own pleasure. He lies back on his bed, his hand rubbing the growing bulge in his pants. He bites his lip, his hips bucking as he grinds against his hand. He unzips his pants, his cock popping out, hard and ready. He strokes it, his thumb rubbing over the head, spreading the pre-cum. He closes his eyes, his mind filled with fantasies of touch and taste. His breathing becomes ragged, his grip tighter as he nears his climax. With a final thrust, he comes, his body tensing as he spills over his hand. He catches his breath, a satisfied smile on his face.

• soloboy

• Unknown