A lonesome twink, left to his own devices, retreats to the comfort of his room, his mind filled with naughty thoughts. He unzips his jeans, revealing his throbbing, uncut member, larger than life. With a hungry groan, he wraps his small hand around the thickness, stroking slowly, his eyes closed in pleasure. Precum beads at the tip, and he uses it to lubricate his eager hand, jacking himself faster, his breath hitching as he nears the edge.