In the soft, warm glow of his bedroom, a lanky teen boy, alone and uninhibited, begins his nightly ritual. He strips slowly, his eyes locked onto his reflection in the full-length mirror. His cock twitches as he takes in his lean, athletic form, the anticipation building. He runs his hands over his smooth chest, tracing the lines of his muscles, before they find their way to his stiffening member. He strokes it gently, his breath growing heavier, his movements more urgent. The room fills with the sound of his wet, slick strokes, the scent of his pre-cum heavy in the air.