In his private, dimly lit space, the solo boy, a mere cockette, begins his intimate ritual. His tiny, adorable winky stands erect, ready for his gentle ministrations. He strokes it lovingly, his small fingers barely able to wrap around its minuscule circumference. His breath quickens as he fantasizes about the soft, wet warmth of a woman's cunt. He picks up the pace, his strokes becoming more urgent, more desperate. With a final, feverish stroke, he cums, his tiny peepee pulsing as it releases a measly amount of semen onto his belly, leaving him satisfied and spent.