The young man stands before the mirror, his reflection staring back at him with hungry eyes. He's alone, but his body craves touch, release. He spits into his palm and wraps his hand around his thick, veiny cock. He strokes firmly, his other hand cupping his balls, rolling them gently. His pace quickens, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He watches as his cock swells, the head turning a dark, angry red. With a final, desperate stroke, he comes, his cum painting the mirror with thick, white streaks. He leans forward, his forehead resting against the cool glass, his breath fogging the surface.