The boy, alone and unashamed, takes his pleasure into his own hands. His cock, hard and ready, aches for touch. He strokes it slowly, leisurely, drawing out his enjoyment. His mind wanders, filling his thoughts with taboo fantasies. He imagines the soft touch of another, the wet heat of a mouth, the tight clench of a pussy. His body responds, his hips bucking as he fucks his own fist, his grip tightening as he nears the edge. With a low groan, he spills over, his cum coating his hand and cock, a lewd testament to his solo pleasure.