Rico, alone in his room, can't resist the urge to indulge in his secret pleasure. He unzips his pants, his massive cock springing free, already hard. He strokes it slowly, his eyes closed, imagining the soft touch of a lover. He's careful, quiet, but the creaking floorboard gives him away. His mother knocks, asking if he needs anything. Rico freezes, his heart pounding, his cock throbbing. He manages a casual "No, thanks," and waits, breath held, until her footsteps retreat. Then, he resumes, his strokes faster now, his need more urgent. He's close, so close, when suddenly, the power goes out. Rico's left in darkness, his cock still in his hand, his desire unsatisfied.