The alone time finally arrives, and the solo boy doesn't waste a second. He strips down, his hard cock springing free, already leaking with anticipation. He runs his hands over his body, feeling the heat of his skin, the tension in his muscles. He grabs his cock, giving it a slow, firm stroke, a moan escaping his lips. He's in no rush, enjoying the feel of his own touch, the sensation of his body responding to his every command. He knows exactly what he wants, and he's not afraid to take it.