Uncut and unashamed, a boy stands before the mirror, his reflection a canvas for his desire. He takes his time, appreciating every curve and line of his body, before wrapping a hand around his thick, veined cock. He works it slowly, up and down, his hips moving in sync, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His other hand wanders, cupping his heavy balls, teasing his sensitive rim. He's a study in contrast, his body tensing with pleasure, yet his eyes soft, almost vulnerable, as he brings himself to the edge, his cock pulsing as he releases, painting the mirror with his desire.