A boy, lost in the throes of desire, seeks solace in the dark, quiet of his room. He strips naked, his body already glistening with sweat, his cock aching with need. He lies back, his fingers tracing the length of his shaft, feeling the vein pulse with life. He closes his eyes, imagining a lover's touch, and begins to stroke. His movements are slow, deliberate, drawing out the pleasure. He can feel the heat building in his balls, his cock swelling with each stroke. He picks up the pace, his breathing ragged, his body tensing as he nears his peak. With a final, shuddering stroke, he comes, his body convulsing as he spills his load onto his stomach, his chest heaving with the force of his release.