In the dim light of his room, a lonely boy, hungry for release, begins to stroke his hardening cock. His fingers trace the throbbing veins as he picks up speed, the sound of his hand meeting flesh filling the silence. He leans back, eyes closed, imagining the touch of a lover as he works himself towards the edge. His breath hitches, body tensing as he spills his load, the room echoing with his quiet moan of satisfaction.