In the quiet of his room, a man finds solace in his own touch. His fingers trace the length of his shaft, feeling the pulse of his arousal. He strokes, his grip tightening as he picks up pace, his body responding to the familiar yet always intense sensation. His eyes close, his mind painting vivid images as he loses himself in the moment, chasing the high only he can give himself. Until, with a final, shuddering breath, he finds release, his body relaxing as he comes down from his solo flight of ecstasy.