Trai, a lanky, smooth-skinned teen, is left to his own devices in the quiet house. He retreats to his room, the scent of his own musk already filling the air. He lies back on his bed, his cock tenting his shorts, eager for release. He pulls out his phone, scrolling through saved images and videos, his breath hitching as he finds one that speaks to his current mood. He pushes his shorts down, his cock springing free, and begins to stroke, his thumb slick with pre-cum. He bites his lip, his hips bucking as he fucks his hand, his body tensing as he nears his climax.