An emo twink, his eyes smudged with kohl, his lips a deep, dark red, sits alone in his room, his hand idly stroking his hardening cock. He thinks of his friend, another twink, lean and pale, with a cock that's always eager and ready. He pictures them together, their bodies intertwined, their mouths locked in a passionate kiss. He imagines his friend's cock, long and thin, sliding into him, filling him up. His own cock throbs at the thought, and he strokes it faster, his breath coming in short gasps. He can almost feel his friend's hands on him, his mouth on his neck, his cock pushing deeper and deeper into him. He comes with a cry, his cock pulsing, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm.