Starving for Touch: Solitude's Sweet Agony

A lonely young man, driven by his raging hormones, retreats to his room, the air thick with anticipation. His hand hovers over his bulging pants, tracing the outline of his eager cock. He's a slave to his desires, craving the touch that only he can provide. Slowly, he unzips, revealing his throbbing length. He strokes it gently, a moan escaping his lips as he imagines a touch that's not his own. His pace quickens, his breath shallow, as he races towards his release.

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