In the quiet of his room, a twink unzips his pants, his 'verga' already hard and eager. He spits into his palm, lubricating his grip as he begins to stroke. His eyes close, lost in the sensation, as he imagines the touch of another. His pace quickens, his breath hitches, and with a low moan, he comes, his 'verga' pulsing as he paints his hand with his orgasm.