In the soft, warm light of a late afternoon, a young boy, all limbs and sharp angles, finds himself alone in the house. His curiosity piqued, he begins to explore his own body, his hands tentatively tracing the lines of his torso, his hips, his thighs. He gasps as he touches himself, the sensation new and intense. His cock hardens, tenting his sweatpants, and he can't help but grind against his own hand, seeking more friction. His breath comes in short pants, his face flushed, as he brings himself closer and closer to the edge, his body tensing, ready to tumble over into sweet release.