A boy, alone in his room, seeks comfort in his own touch. 'Quieren' he murmurs, a plea for release, as he pushes his jeans down, stepping out of them, naked now, vulnerable. His hand wraps around his cock, a tight, sure grip, and he begins to stroke, his body tensing, arching into his own touch. His breath comes faster now, ragged, as he chases his pleasure, his hand moving faster, his grip tightening. He throws his head back, a silent cry, as he finds his release, his body shuddering, his cock pulsing in his hand.