A lone twink, clad in a snug, wet swimwear, finds solace in the privacy of his room. His hands, eager and exploratory, trace the outline of his hardening cock through the damp fabric. He's never done this before, but the forbidden thrill of it all spurs him on. He tentatively pulls out his uncut, trimmed dick, gasping at the new sensations. His strokes become bolder, more urgent, as he imagines the touch of another. His eyes flutter closed, lost in his fantasy, as his hand works his cock to a fever pitch.