Under the dim glow of his bedside lamp, the uncut teen's Schwanz bobs freely, untouched yet. He spreads his legs, running a finger along his inner thigh, feeling the soft skin and the coarse hair. He wraps his hand around his shaft, feeling the pulse of his heartbeat. He strokes slowly, savoring the sensation, his other hand wandering to his balls, cupping and squeezing them gently. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his Schwanz throbbing in his hand, his pleasure building.