The boy, untouched by others, knows only the feel of his own hands. He lies back, eyes closed, as his fingers dance along his skin, igniting sparks of sensation. His cock, hard and eager, receives his attention, his grip firm and steady. He imagines hands other than his own, voices other than his own, but it's just him, his body, and his secret pleasure. His moans are swallowed by the silence, his release a private, explosive moment that only he will ever know.