In the quiet of his room, a young man explores his desires alone. His hand traces the contours of his body, pausing at his hardening cock. He strokes it, feeling the velvet softness, the steel beneath. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his other hand cupping his balls, rolling them gently. He imagines hands, mouths, other bodies, lost in his fantasy. His cock throbs, pre-cum glistening at the tip. He leans back, his body tensing as he nears the edge, finally letting go, his hot seed spilling over his hand.