In the dim light of my room, I spread my legs, my tight boy pussy aching for something to fill it. I grab a bottle from the bedside table, its surface smooth and cool to the touch. I slick it up with lube, the scent of it filling the air. I lean back, my heart pounding as I press the bottle's opening against my hole. I push, feeling the resistance give way as the bottle slides inside me. I move it in and out, fucking myself with it, my breath coming in ragged gasps as pleasure courses through me.