Bored teen Super Darius Dth finds himself in a quickie session, his hand instinctively reaching for his throbbing dick. He strokes it slowly, feeling the familiar pulse, as he leans back, his mind wandering to fleeting fantasies. The room fills with the sound of his rapid breathing and the rhythmic slapping of his skin against his rigid shaft. His strokes quicken, his grip tightens, and with a final, shuddering gasp, he releases his pent-up tension, leaving him spent and satisfied.