Unseen, Unheard, Unstoppable

The room is filled with the scent of his sweat and the soft, wet sounds of his pleasure. His hips move in time with his strokes, his cock slick with pre-cum. He's a symphony of sin, a soloist in the orchestra of lust. His body tenses, his cock throbs, and he spills over, his orgasm silent but intense, leaving him panting and spent in the aftermath of his secret indulgence.

• soloboy

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