In the quiet of his room, a teen boy seeks solace in his own touch. The day's anxieties have left him on edge, and he knows the only way to find relief is to take matters into his own hands. He sits on the edge of his bed, his hand tentatively moving to his crotch. He rubs himself through his pants, feeling the heat and hardness growing. He unzips, his cock standing at attention, eager for his touch. He wraps his hand around it, stroking firmly, his breathing quickening. His other hand moves to his balls, cupping them gently, rolling them in his palm. The sensation is overwhelming, and he feels the pressure building. He strokes faster, his grip tightening, until he can't hold back any longer. He comes, his body shuddering with the release, his cum spilling over his hand.