In the quiet of the night, the boy's pajamas tented, betraying his secret desires. He tentatively reaches inside, wrapping his fingers around his throbbing length. His touch is gentle at first, exploring the sensitivity of his skin, the velvety smoothness of the head. He closes his eyes, letting his mind fill with illicit fantasies, each one pushing him closer to the edge. His strokes become more confident, more insistent, as he races towards his climax, his body tensing in anticipation of the explosive release.