In the quiet of his room, a young man loses himself in the pleasure of his own touch. His cock, hard and throbbing, demands attention. He strokes it, long and slow, feeling every vein, every ridge. His mind races with fantasies, his body tense with anticipation. The room fills with the sound of his hand meeting flesh, the rhythm steady, building. He's close, his breath coming in short gasps, his grip tightening. With a final groan, he finds his release, cum spilling over his hand.