The room is filled with the primal beat of his heart, pounding in time with the throbbing of his neglected cock. He tentatively wraps his hand around his length, feeling the pulse of his desire. The room echoes with the sound of his ragged breath, the slick noise of his hand working his dick, and the low groan that escapes his lips as he brings himself to the brink, only to pull back, teasing himself with the promise of release.