A boy, alone in his private sanctuary, gives in to his urges. He's dedicated, committed to his routine. He lies back, his hand wrapping around his hard cock, starting a slow rhythm. His mind wanders, filled with fantasies of tight, wet holes, of eager tongues lapping at his length. His strokes become more urgent, his breath coming in short gasps. He can feel it building, the pressure, the heat. His body tenses, his cock pulses, and with a final, powerful stroke, he comes, his cum coating his hand, his body relaxing, sated, in the aftermath of his dedicated solo wank.