The boy, in the throes of puberty, discovers the pleasure of his own body. His hand, tentative at first, wraps around his piroca, stroking it to full hardness. He leans back, eyes closed, lost in the sensation of his own touch. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his chest heaving as he approaches climax. The room is filled with the sound of his pleasure, a symphony of moans and heavy breathing, as he brings himself to a shuddering, satisfying completion.