DaanyxXx19, a lanky teen with a body that's all angles and sharp lines, finds solace in his private space. The room is dim, the air heavy with the scent of his own musk. He's alone, but not lonely, as his hand wraps around his thick, veiny cock. He strokes it languidly, feeling it pulse and grow in his palm. His other hand cups his balls, gently rolling them, sending shivers up his spine. He's lost in the sensation, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he brings himself closer to the edge.