Under the strobe of a cheap club light, a young man, high on life and something more, decides to spend his Thursday night alone but not lonely. His room transformed into a personal dance floor, he grinds to the techno beat, his hands wander, and he finds himself rock hard. Moaning softly, he strokes his length, feeling the heat build. His eyes closed, he imagines the touch of another, surrendering to the rhythm and the pleasure, until he can't hold back any longer, and with a final gasp, he releases, painting his abs with his load.