Mathias, a straight-laced emo with a secret, sits in his room, his heart pounding with anticipation. His room, a sanctuary of rebellion, is filled with the scent of his cologne and the faint echo of his favorite band's music. He unzips his pants, his hard cock springing free, eager for his touch. He runs his hand along its length, feeling the veins pulse with life. He leans back, his eyes closed, imagining the touch of another man. His strokes become more urgent, his breathing ragged as he nears the edge. He opens his eyes, his gaze landing on the mirror, watching himself as he comes, his body convulsing as he releases, his cum splattering onto his stomach and chest.