A Japanese boy, eager for some alone time, locks his door and settles into his favorite chair. His clothes come off quickly, revealing a lean, smooth body and a growing erection. He spits into his hand and wraps it around his cock, starting a slow, steady rhythm. His eyes flutter closed, lost in the sensation of his own touch. His strokes become faster, more desperate, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. His body tenses, and with a final cry, he comes, his cock pulsing as it spills thick, white cum onto his stomach and chest, leaving him a sticky, satisfied mess.