Young, smooth-skinned, and eager, our lonesome teen finds solace in the privacy of his room. His cock, hard and aching, demands attention. He strokes it slowly, eyes closed, lost in his own world of fantasy. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his hand a tight fist around his length. Beads of pre-cum form at the tip, glistening in the dim light. He moans softly, his body tensing as he nears the edge.