In the quiet of his room, a boy stands, his body a canvas of anticipation. He's here to verify, to profess his lust in the most primal way. His cock, already stiff, twitches as he strokes it, his fingers gliding over the sensitive skin. The air is thick with his scent, his arousal a tangible thing, as he brings himself closer to the edge, his body tensing, ready to spill his verification.