Lonely emo boy Leo, hidden away in his room, indulges in his secret desires. His hand slowly strokes his stiffening cock, his eyes closed, lost in a fantasy. He imagines a firm hand on his shoulder, a deep voice commanding, "Piss, boy." Leo hesitates, then gives in, feeling the relief and thrill as his bladder empties, the piss soaking his cock and balls, dripping onto the floor. He opens his eyes, taking in the mess, his heart pounding, his curiosity piqued.