The aroma of simmering stew fills the air as the boy, in an apron, shifts uncomfortably. His mind wanders, and his hand strays, finding its way into his pants. He glances at the door, heart pounding, as he wraps his fingers around his hardening cock. He jerks it slowly, his other hand stirring the pot, a secret smile playing on his lips as he chases his release in this forbidden moment.