In the quiet of his room, a young man named Me finds solace in his own company, his hand wandering down to stroke his hardening cock. He's no exhibitionist, but the thrill of being alone, unseen and unheard, fuels his desire. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his mind's eye painting vivid scenes of pleasure. His body tenses, a low groan escaping his lips as he reaches his climax, the evidence of his solo performance coating his hand.