Solitary Sins: A Boy's Private Dance

In the quiet of his room, a boy, untouched by time or experience, discovers the pleasure of his own body. His hands, tentative at first, grow bolder as they explore his lean frame. He's hard, his cock aching, a visible bulge in his pants. With a quiet sigh, he frees himself, his cock springing up, eager for attention. He wraps his hand around it, marveling at the sensation. He strokes it, slowly, his breath quickening. His body responds, his hips moving in rhythm with his hand. He's close, his body tensing, his abs contracting. With a final stroke, he comes, his hot seed painting his stomach, a secret, solitary symphony.

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