Lonely Lad Strokes His Meat

In the dim light of his room, the lonely lad sprawls on his bed, his hand already wrapped around his stiff cock. He beats it with expertise, his fist a blur as it slides up and down his length. The sound of his hand meeting his flesh fills the room, a symphony of his solitary pleasure. His eyes roll back as he nears the edge, his body tensing. With a final, loud cry, he comes, his cum shooting onto his stomach, leaving him gasping and satisfied.

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