In the quiet of his room, a lonely teen finds his only companion in his rigid, engorged cock. He's been at it for hours, his hand a familiar, if unsatisfying, partner. His mind races with images of tight, wet holes, but his reality is the friction of his palm against his sensitive skin. He's a mess of precum and sweat, his body craving more than his hand can give. He's bored, but his dick is anything but, standing tall and proud, begging for more.