In the quiet of his room, a solo boy loses himself in the pleasure of his own touch. He's on the bed, naked, his body glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. He starts with his cock, his hand moving slowly, building a steady rhythm. He's lost in the sensation, his eyes closed, his head thrown back. His other hand roams his body, tweaking his nipples, squeezing his balls, before sliding back to stroke his ass. He's open, vulnerable, completely lost in his own world. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tenses, and with a final cry, he comes, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm, his cock pulsing as he spills his load onto his stomach.