Early Morning Worship

As the sun begins to rise, the boy kneels before the mirror, his reflection gazing back at him with a mix of innocence and curiosity. He unties his pajama pants, letting them pool around his ankles, his cock springing free, already rock hard. He spits into his palm, wrapping his hand around his length, stroking slowly as he watches himself in the mirror. His other hand reaches down, cupping his balls, rolling them gently in his palm. He can feel the pleasure building, his breath coming in short gasps as he nears the edge. Just as he's about to come, he hears the sound of footsteps in the hall, his father's voice calling out, "Son, we need to have a talk about responsibility."

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