In the privacy of his room, a young school boy, dressed in his crisp uniform, lets his inhibitions loose. His hand finds its way into his pants, pulling out his hardening cock, already leaking with anticipation. He strokes it gently, his eyes closed, lost in his fantasy. His grip tightens, his rhythm quickens, the sound of his hand slapping against his cock filling the room. He's rough with himself, his need urgent, his breath ragged. He's a vision of pent-up teen hormones, desperate for release, his body tense with the promise of impending pleasure.