In the private confines of his room, a boy indulges in his most intimate fantasies. His eyes closed, he imagines soft, warm hands caressing him, as his own hands mimic the touch. His breath hitches as he runs a finger along his slit, collecting the pre-cum that's already begun to bead at the tip. He moans softly, a sound of pure, unfiltered pleasure, as he brings himself closer to the edge, his hand moving faster, his grip tighter, until finally, he's pushed over, his body convulsing as he spills his seed.