The boy, shirtless and barefoot, stands facing the full-length mirror, his pants pooled around his ankles. His hand moves rhythmically, gripping his erection with just the right amount of pressure. The reflection shows a face contorted in pleasure, lips parted, breath coming in short gasps. The room is quiet except for the wet sounds of his hand working his cock, the occasional slap of flesh against flesh. The mirror begins to fog up, a testament to his exertion, as he races towards his climax.