Preston Andrews, the fresh-faced twink, can't shake off the sensations lingering from his dental visit. Back in his room, he peels off his clothes, his body humming with a mix of nerves and arousal. He wraps his hand around his cock, already half-hard, and begins to stroke. The room fills with the sound of his hand working his length, the smell of his pre-cum wafting in the air. He closes his eyes, imagining the dentist's touch, and soon, he's fucking his hand, his hips bucking, his breath coming in ragged gasps.