The soloboy's gaze is locked onto the girl's picture, his imagination running wild. He pictures her writhing beneath him, her skin glistening with sweat, her breath hot on his neck. His cock aches with need, and he can't resist the urge to free it, to stroke it, to envision her tight pussy gripping it. As his fantasy reaches its peak, he can't hold back any longer. With a guttural moan, he paints her image with his cum, marking her as his, even if only in his mind.