A man, in the quiet of his study, turns on his webcam, his eyes reflecting the dim light from his screen. He's alone, but the potential of a virtual connection excites him. He unzips his pants, his hand wrapping around his hardening cock. He strokes slowly, building a rhythm, his eyes locked on the empty Skype window. His breath hitches as he imagines an unseen viewer watching him, their eyes on his every move. He picks up the pace, his grip tightening, until finally, with a groan, he finds his release, his body shuddering as he comes undone.