Unseen, Unheard, Unstoppable

In the solitude of his room, Flxam succumbs to the primal urge. His hand, a loyal servant, strokes his rigid member with practiced ease. The room grows hotter, the air thick with his scent. His moans, unheard by anyone but himself, echo in the silence. The tension builds, a crescendo of desire, until he finds his release, his body convulsing with the force of his solitary sin.

• masturbation
• soloboy

• Unknown