The young man, alone in his room, finds solace in the intimate act of self-pleasure. His hands, confident and sure, explore the contours of his body, settling on his stiffening cock. He strokes it slowly, his breath deepening as he loses himself in the sensation. His eyes flutter closed, imagining the touch of a lover, as he picks up the pace, his hips bucking slightly. The room fills with the sound of his hand moving rhythmically over his engorged flesh, the scent of his own musk lingering in the air. He lets out a low groan, his body tensing as he nears the edge, before finally succumbing to the release he's been chasing.