Hot brunette boy Christy had just finished his shower, steam still lingering in the air as he stepped out onto the soft, fluffy bath mat. He shook his head, sending droplets of water flying in all directions. He reached for a towel and began to dry himself off, his toned muscles glistening in the soft light of the bathroom.
As he made his way into his bedroom, he couldn’t help but catch a glimpse of himself in the full-length mirror. His dark hair was still damp and tousled from the shower, his olive skin glowing and his piercing green eyes sparkling. He couldn’t deny that he was feeling pretty damn good about himself, and his growing erection was a testament to that fact.
Christy sat down on the edge of his bed, still naked and still damp from his shower. He let out a content sigh and leaned back, letting his head rest against the pillows. He closed his eyes and let his mind wander, imagining all the things he wanted to do to himself.
But before he could get too lost in his thoughts, he remembered the popsicle waiting for him in the freezer. He jumped up from the bed, eager to indulge in the cold treat. He made his way to the kitchen and grabbed the popsicle, quickly unwrapping it and taking a big bite. The coldness of the treat sent shivers down his spine, and he couldn’t help but let out a small moan.
He made his way back to his bedroom, popsicle in hand, and took a seat on the bed once again. As he savored the sweet treat, his free hand began to wander down his chest, tracing circles around his nipples before making its way lower. He let out a small gasp as his hand reached his now fully erect cock, the sensation of his fingers running up and down the length of it sending waves of pleasure through his body.
With the popsicle now melting in his mouth, Christy couldn’t resist the urge to suck on it, imagining it was something else entirely. He closed his eyes and let out a small moan as he continued to stroke himself, the coldness of the popsicle paired with the warmth of his mouth creating an electrifying sensation.
But he wanted more. He wanted to feel his own hands on his body, his own touch driving him wild. He tossed the popsicle aside and lay back on the bed, spreading his legs and giving himself full access to his uncut cock. He closed his eyes and let out a deep breath as he began to stroke himself, his hand moving up and down his shaft in a steady rhythm.
As he got closer and closer to the edge, he couldn’t help but imagine someone else’s hands on him, someone else’s mouth on him. His mind was filled with fantasies as he pleasured himself, his body slick with sweat and his breathing becoming more and more erratic.
And just when he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, he let out a loud moan and came, his body trembling as he rode out his orgasm. He lay there for a few moments, catching his breath and basking in the afterglow.
Hot brunette boy Christy had just had the most intense after shower wank of his life. Still wet from his shower and with the taste of popsicle on his lips, he couldn’t help but feel satisfied. He knew he would be doing this again, and maybe next time he wouldn’t be alone.
