In the dim light of his room, a boy, untrained in the ways of the world, finds solace in his own company. He tentatively touches himself, his fingers tracing the lines of his body, his breath quickening as he reaches his hardening cock. He wraps his hand around it, his grip tight, his movements steady. His body responds, his muscles tensing, his breath coming in short gasps as he chases his release. His eyes flutter closed, his body shuddering as he finds his peak, his voice a low groan in the quiet room.