Bengie's Solitary Pleasures

Bengie's room is his sanctuary, a place of secret indulgence. He closes the door, the world outside forgotten. His eyes flutter shut as his hands explore, caressing his skin, igniting sparks. His cock hardens, aching for release. He grips it, his movements steady, purposeful. Fantasy fuels his desire, his body tensing as he nears the edge, his groans muffled in the quiet of his room.

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