The boy, in the throes of puberty's relentless hunger, seeks solace in his solitude. He tentatively touches himself, exploring the new sensations, his inexperience evident in his gentle, tentative strokes. His eyes flutter closed as he lets his fantasies guide him, his grip tightening as his need grows. His body tenses, and with a soft gasp, he finds his release, his youthful seed pulsing out, marking his passage into manhood.