In the dim light of his room, a hormone-driven teen boy begins his nightly ritual. He slips his hand beneath his boxers, grasping his eager cock, already rock-hard. His strokes are confident, his breath ragged as he chases his pleasure. He imagines the soft touch of a girl, the wet heat of a mouth, his fantasies fueling his desire. His body tenses, his grip tightens, and with a muffled groan, he finds his release, his cock pulsing as he spills his load onto his waiting hand. He cleans up quickly, a satisfied smirk on his face, ready to face another day of teenage angst.