Me, a gay man in a world of echoes, finds solace in his own company. His hands roam his body, igniting sensations that only he can feel. His cock throbs with need, and he takes it in his hand, slick with pre-cum. He slides his fist up and down, the sound of his pleasure filling the void. His moans bounce off the walls, a symphony of desire in this empty room. Me, lost in the rhythm of his own heartbeat, finds release, his cum painting his stomach, a testament to his unspoken desires.