A boy, alone in his room, awaits his verification. He's hesitant at first, his hand trembling as he brings it to his cock. He's never been this exposed, this vulnerable. But as he starts to stroke, he finds a rhythm, his body responding to his touch. He imagines hands other than his own, mouths, tongues, and his strokes become more confident, more urgent. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he nears the edge, his body convulsing as he comes undone, his cum dripping from his still-hard cock.