Michael POV
I lay on my bed in the dim light of my room, the sheets tangled around my slim legs. My twenty-year-old body felt tender and exposed, every inch of my smooth skin alive with need. I had never been with anyone, not once. Virgin nights like this left me aching, my mind spinning with fantasies of warm hands and eager mouths. My c**k stood hard against my stomach, already leaking a steady bead of precum that I smeared down the shaft with slow strokes.
My fingers wrapped tighter. I pictured someone above me, guiding me, telling me what to do. My hips lifted off the mattress as I pumped faster, the wet sound of my fist sliding over my length filling the quiet room. "f**k," I whispered to myself, eyes squeezed shut. I wanted to feel a body against mine, wanted to push inside and los
