Time stretches out, endless and monotonous, as the young man finds himself alone with his thoughts and his desires. His hand drifts down, tracing the hard lines of his body, pausing at the hot, pulsing need between his legs. He grips himself tightly, his strokes urgent and demanding, seeking release from the tedium that binds him. His moans fill the empty room, a primal soundtrack to his solo dance of desire.