The frat boy, alone and horny, locks his door and draws the curtains shut. He stands before the mirror, admiring his reflection as he slowly peels off his clothes. His cock, already stiff and leaking, bobs free, and he wraps a firm hand around it. He starts slow, twisting his wrist as he strokes, his other hand cupping and squeezing his heavy balls. His pace quickens, his grip tightening, as he chases his orgasm, his moans echoing in the small room.