Alone in his sanctuary, a boy unzips his jeans, releasing his throbbing member. He teases it, running his thumb over the sensitive tip, before wrapping his hand around the shaft. His movements are slow, deliberate, as he builds his rhythm. His eyes flutter closed, imagining unseen hands guiding his. His grip tightens, his strokes quicken, and with a final gasp, he paints his chest with his hot, sticky cum.