In the quiet of his room, the boy's mind wanders to forbidden territories, his body reacting to his vivid imaginings. His hand wraps around his shaft, feeling the velvety smoothness, the steel-like rigidity. He pumps slowly, enjoying the sensation, the building pressure. His breath grows ragged, his strokes faster. He can feel the pre-cum leaking, making his hand glide easier, the sound of skin on skin filling the room. He imagines a mouth around him, a pussy squeezing him, and with a final, hard stroke, he comes, his body jerking as he paints his chest with his sticky, white release.