In the dim light of his room, a young man stands naked, his cock already hard, throbbing with desire. He grips it firmly, his hand moving up and down in a steady rhythm. His eyes flutter closed, lost in his own world of pleasure. He imagines hands other than his own touching him, his body responding to the fantasy. His strokes become faster, more urgent. He feels the heat building in his groin, his balls tightening. With a low moan, he comes, his cock pulsing, his seeds spilling out.