Afternoon Delight: Boy's Ecstatic Frottage

Boy12qq12, in the throes of adolescent discovery, finds his afternoon bliss in the art of frottage. In the quiet of his room, he grinds against the edge of his desk, the smooth wood a stark contrast to the heat building within him. His body arches, hands gripping the table's edge, as he chases his pleasure, the room echoing with his stifled gasps and the soft creaking of the furniture.

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