In the cramped confines of the bathroom, a young gay boy finds solace in his own touch. The cold tile against his back does little to distract from the heat building in his loins. He's just a boy, but his desires are anything but innocent. He's been sneaking glances at other boys, their tight bodies and smooth skin igniting a fire within him. Now, alone in the bathroom, he gives in to his urges. His hand wraps around his cock, feeling the soft skin and hard flesh beneath his fingers. He strokes himself, his breath coming in short gasps as he imagines the boys from school, their hands on him, their mouths... He comes with a stifled cry, his body convulsing as he spills his seed into the water below.