A gay man in isolation finds his voice, his rhythm, his song, all in the throes of solo pleasure. His hand moves in sync with an unheard melody, his body a symphony of tension and release. He's a maestro, his cock the instrument, his fingers the bow dancing along the strings of his desire. His moans fill the room, a chorus of ecstasy as he brings himself to the brink and then, with a final, powerful stroke, he sings his release, his body convulsing as he spills his load, a grand finale to his private concert.