In the dim light of his room, the lonely boy, Cabezona4, begins his private dance. His hand, eager and confident, travels south, finding his throbbing member. He strokes it, feeling the pulse of desire, his breath hitching as he imagines forbidden scenes. His cock, a monster unleashed, stands proud, veins throbbing, ready for a release only he can grant. The room fills with the sounds of his pleasure, a symphony of sin that only he conducts.