Unseen Solace: A Solo Symphony

In the quietude of his room, a young man finds solace in his own touch. His eyes flutter closed as his hand wraps around his hardening length, a soft moan escaping his lips. He imagines unseen hands, forbidden touches, as he strokes himself with increasing fervor. His breath hitches, his body tensing, as he reaches his peak, his release painting his abdomen in warm, sticky lines.

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