In the dim light of his room, a lanky teen, bare-chested and in low-hanging jeans, begins his private ritual. His hands, tentative at first, trace the lines of his body, lingering on his crotch, feeling the growing bulge. He unzips, letting his hard, uncut cock spring free. His strokes are slow, deliberate, eyes closed, lost in his own fantasy. Pre-cum glistens at the tip as he picks up the pace, his moans soft, rhythmic, matching the beat of his self-pleasure.