Derk Dasilva, a typical teen with typical urges, finds himself alone in his room. With a mischievous grin, he strips off his clothes, his cock already at half-mast. He lies back on his bed, spreading his legs, and begins to stroke himself. His free hand explores his body, pinching his nipples, tugging at his balls. His strokes become faster, more urgent, as he nears the edge. With a final, desperate thrust, he comes, his cock pulsing as it paints his stomach with white streaks. He collapses back, panting, sated, in the aftermath of his solo indulgence.