In this unseen stroking session, I'm the only audience for my own private performance. My dick, hard and eager, stands at attention, ready for the slow, steady strokes of my hand. I take my time, exploring every ridge, every vein, feeling the pulse of my own desire. The room is filled with the soft sounds of my hand meeting my flesh, the slick slide of skin on skin. This is a dance, a solo dance, but one that's no less passionate for the lack of a partner.