Under the cloak of darkness, a lonely boy retreats to his room, the house silent save for the distant hum of the refrigerator. He slips off his pajama bottoms, his hard cock throbbing with anticipation. He spits into his palm, wrapping his hand around his length, a soft moan escaping his lips as he begins his late-night ritual. The room fills with the scent of precum, the sound of his hand working his shaft, as he loses himself in the sensation, his body tensing as he nears release.