Unsheathing Solitude

Moonlight streams through the window, casting a silver glow on the solitary figure. His hand, a shadow against his stiffening cock, moves with practiced ease. He's a sculptor, molding his desire into something tangible, something he can feel. His grip tightens, his breath comes in ragged gasps, and his body tenses, ready to release the pent-up pressure, alone in the dance of self-pleasure.

• masturbation
• solo
• polla
• soloboy

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