In the silence of his empty home, a young teen finds himself overcome with a sudden, urgent need. He locks his bedroom door, the click echoing in the quiet house. His heart pounds as he unzips his jeans, pushing them down along with his boxers. His cock stands at attention, purple and veined, as he wraps his hand around it. He starts slow, a soft moan escaping his lips as he imagines the touch of someone else. His strokes become faster, more eager, his breath coming in short gasps as he chases his release, the only sound in the house the soft slap of his hand against his skin.