In the quiet of his room, a lanky teen, clad in baggy jeans and a loose t-shirt, begins his secret ritual. He tentatively pulls out his hardening cock, letting it spring free from his boxers. With a soft moan, he begins to stroke, his pace slow at first, then building to a feverish rhythm. His left hand plays with his balls, rolling them gently, while his right works his cock with increasing urgency. The room fills with the sound of his ragged breathing and the slick, wet noises of his solo dance.