Tom Ttl95, a lanky teen with a penchant for late-night indulgences, finds himself once again in the throes of his solo ritual. The room is dimly lit, the only sound the rhythmic squelching of lube on his rigid cock. His hands work in tandem, one jacking his shaft with increasing urgency, the other massaging his heavy balls. The cool lubricant provides a stark contrast to the heat of his flesh, sending shivers down his spine. His body arches, his grip tightening as he nears the edge, his breath coming in ragged gasps. With a final, shuddering stroke, he spills his load, his body convulsing with the force of his orgasm.