In the soft glow of his bedside lamp, the boy takes his time, appreciating every inch of his naked form. He starts slow, running his fingers along his shaft, feeling the pulse of his own desire. His grip tightens, his strokes becoming more purposeful as he picks up speed. He leans back, his other hand caressing his chest, tweaking his nipples, sending jolts of pleasure down to his groin. His body tenses, his abs contracting as he comes undone, his cock pulsing as he paints his chest with his release.