In the privacy of his room, a lad's imagination runs wild. His fist becomes a tight, pulsating cunt, his palm a slick, warm mouth. He pumps his cock furiously, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. The room fills with the sound of his flesh slapping against flesh, his grunts echoing off the walls. His body tenses, his toes curl, and with a final, powerful thrust, he fills his hand with his hot, sticky load, his body shuddering with the force of his release.