In the confines of his room, a solo boy, anonymous yet achingly real, finds solace in his own touch. His hand wraps around his massive, throbbing cock, already leaking pre-cum. He strokes it slowly, his eyes closed, lost in his fantasy. His body tenses as he feels the familiar build-up, his grip tightening, his strokes becoming more urgent. He lets out a low groan, his body convulsing as he comes undone, his cock pulsing as it releases hot, sticky cum all over his hand.