With nothing but time on his hands and hormones raging, a lonely youth retreats to his sanctuary. His big cock tents his boxers, eager for attention. He frees it, gasping at the relief, and begins to stroke. His fist wraps tightly around his shaft, moving in a steady rhythm. He leans back, his eyes fluttering closed, as he envisions the perfect fuck. His body tenses, his cock swelling, and with a moan, he comes, painting his chest with thick ropes of cum.