The teen boy's room is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of his own musk. His body is lean, his cock standing proudly erect, a testament to his teenage hormones. He gazes at the image of the teen girl on his phone, her big ass a beacon of lust. His hand wraps around his shaft, his grip firm, his strokes steady. His punheta rhythm builds, his breathing ragged, his heart pounding. His body tenses, his grip tightens, and with a guttural groan, he erupts, his cum shooting out in thick ropes, coating his hand and stomach, a messy, satisfying end to his solo session.