"Please, just let me be," he whispers to himself, retreating to his room. He knows what he needs, what he craves. His hand finds its way to his crotch, rubbing the growing bulge. He unzips, letting his hard cock spring free. He takes his time, teasing himself, his strokes slow and steady. His eyes flutter closed, lost in his own fantasy, his body tensing as he brings himself to the edge, then finally, blissfully, over it.