Lost in his thoughts, a young teen boy from Barra da Tijuca, Do Sol, escapes into the sanctuary of his bedroom. His 'garcaa' throbs in his pants, demanding attention. He unzips, letting his massive, veined cock spring free. He grips it tightly, his hand gliding up and down the length, from the mushroom head to the base. His strokes are firm, urgent, each one bringing him closer to the edge. His breath hitches, his body tenses, and with a final, powerful stroke, he comes, his cock pulsing as it spills his load onto the floor.