As the clock strikes midnight, the lonely young man retreats to his dimly lit bedroom, the only sounds the distant hum of the city and the soft click of his door closing. He slips out of his jeans, his hard cock already tenting his boxers, and settles onto his bed. The room is filled with the scent of his musk and the soft sounds of his pleasure as he strokes his rigid length, his balls tightening with each pass of his hand.