In the quiet of his room, a boy finds solace in his own touch. The bed creaks softly as he shifts, his hand moving beneath his boxers, wrapping around his hardening cock. His strokes are steady, purposeful, each one sending a jolt of pleasure through him. His free hand explores his body, pinching his nipples, teasing his balls, adding to the symphony of sensations. He bites his lip, suppressing a moan as he feels his orgasm approaching, his body convulsing as he comes undone, painting his chest with his release.