Young, lanky Seba Hot finds himself alone in the house, his curiosity piqued by the quiet and emptiness. He wanders from room to room, his mind racing with possibilities. Eventually, he ends up in his bedroom, the scent of his own musk filling the air. He strips down, his cock already half-hard, and begins to touch himself, his nimble fingers tracing patterns on his smooth skin. He imagines scenarios, his fantasies becoming more and more elaborate as he strokes himself faster and harder. His body tenses, his breath hitches, and with a low moan, he comes, his cum splattering onto his stomach and chest.