Under the relentless downpour, a boy named Ragra finds himself alone and horny. He can't help but notice the way his clothes cling to his body, the cold rain stiffening his nipples and his cock. He locks his door, stripping naked, his body glistening with rainwater. He sits on the floor, legs spread, his hand gripping his thick, veiny cock. He strokes it slowly, his eyes closed, imagining the rain as a thousand tongues licking his skin. He picks up pace, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he nears his climax. He strokes himself faster, his cock throbbing in his hand before he finally lets go, his cum spilling onto the floor, mixing with the rainwater that seeps in from under the door.