A lanky teen, alone in his room, feels the stirrings of hormones. He locks the door, turning up the volume on his headphones. His hand tentatively explores his hardening cock, a soft moan escaping as he builds a rhythm. His strokes grow firmer, more confident, as he imagines the touch of a mysterious, faceless lover. His free hand migrates to his balls, cupping and rolling them gently. His breath quickens, his strokes become feverish, and with a final, desperate thrust, he spills his load into his eager palm.