In the quiet of the day, a boy's curiosity leads him to his bedroom, the soft glow of the late afternoon sun filtering through the curtains. He sits on his bed, his hand tentatively touching himself through his jeans. His heart races as he unzips, his cock springing free, eager for his touch. He strokes it, his grip firm, his rhythm building. He's new to this, his body responding in ways he's never felt before. His breath hitches as he nears his climax, his body tensing, his cock pulsing as he releases, his cum spilling onto his hand and his pants.