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Lying in bed, the boy's mind wanders, his hand instinctively finding its way into his boxers. His cock, already semi-hard, throbs at his touch. He begins to stroke, his breaths deepening as he imagines the hands on his cock are someone else's. The room fills with the soft sounds of his pleasure, the only other noise the distant hum of the city outside his window.