Trai, the boy, stands before the mirror, his reflection showing a body on the cusp of manhood. His heart races as he slips off his clothes, the soft fabric whispering against his skin. He watches his hand, tentative at first, then more assured, as it wraps around his hardening cock. The room fills with the sound of his ragged breaths, the soft slapping of flesh against flesh, as he gives in to his solitary pleasure, his body arching in release.