In the quiet of the early morning, a solo boy awakens, his cock already tenting the sheets. He tentatively begins to stroke himself, his grip firm yet gentle, his hand moving in long, smooth strokes. The room is filled with the soft sound of his hand meeting his cock, the wetness of his pre-cum making his strokes slick and smooth. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his body tensing in anticipation. With a final, powerful thrust, he comes, his cock pulsing as he spills his load onto his stomach.