The teen's room is bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, casting long, dramatic shadows. He's sprawled on his bed, one hand casually stroking his cock, the other idly scrolling through his phone. His eyes flicker between the screen and his dick, a small smile playing on his lips. He's in no rush, enjoying the slow build, the anticipation. His strokes become firmer, his grip tightening. His body tenses, his toes curl, and with a soft grunt, he comes, his cum painting his stomach, his chest heaving as he catches his breath.