Krystian, the epitome of youthful innocence, retreats to his sanctuary, a place where he can indulge in his taboo desires. He peels off his clothes, revealing a body that's a testament to his young age - smooth, firm, and unblemished. His cock, already hard and aching, stands proudly, a sight to behold. He wraps his hand around it, his grip tight and firm, a stark contrast to the softness of his skin. He strokes himself, his movements fluid and natural, as if he's done this a thousand times before. His breath hitches, his body tensing as he pushes himself closer to the edge. He leans back, his legs falling open, giving himself full access to his tight, virgin hole. He fingers himself, his body arching as he pushes in deep. With a final, guttural groan, he finds his release, his cock pulsing as it shoots stream after stream of cum onto his stomach.