The teen's room is filled with the rhythmic sound of his hand moving up and down his throbbing cock, the wet slap of flesh against flesh echoing in the otherwise silent house. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he nears the edge, his imagination painting vivid pictures of taboo encounters with his teacher, his mother's friend, anyone he's ever desired. The room is thick with the smell of his sweat and pre-come, the air heavy with the promise of release.