In the quiet of his room, a young man finds solace in his own hands. His cock, already hard and eager, throbs as he wraps his fingers around it. He strokes slowly, feeling every vein, every ridge, as he builds a rhythm. Pre-cum beads at the tip, making his movements slicker, easier. His breath hitches as he picks up speed, his body tense with anticipation. He imagines hands other than his own, lips wrapped around his dick, and the fantasy sends him over the edge. His cock pulses, releasing hot streams of cum onto his stomach.