Solitary Delights: Boy Explores His Manhood

The room is dim, the only sound the soft rustle of clothes being shed. A young man stands before the mirror, his cock already half-hard at the thought of what he's about to do. He wraps his hand around his length, feeling the heat and the pulse of blood. He starts to stroke, slowly at first, then with increasing urgency. He closes his eyes, imagining hands other than his own, lips, tongues. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he nears his peak, his body tensing, his grip tightening. With a low groan, he comes, his seed spilling over his hand, his body shaking with the intensity of his release.

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