Elver Garlaga presents a tantalizing scene of a young man, alone with his thoughts and desires. He tentatively grasps his erection, feeling its pulse against his palm. His strokes gain confidence, tracing the vein that courses along his length. He leans back, eyes closed, imagining the soft touch of another hand, the wet warmth of a mouth. His breath hitches as his fantasy takes over, pushing him closer to the edge.