In the quiet of his room, a young man, his mind open to suggestion, listens to the soft, persuasive tones of a hypno tape. His slender, feminine fingers begin to trace the length of his engorged, black cock, following the commands of the voice in his headphones. His hips rise in rhythm with his strokes, his breath hitching as his pleasure builds. His eyes, heavy-lidded and glassy, are fixed on the hypnotic patterns dancing on the screen before him, his world reduced to the sensation of his hand on his cock and the voice guiding him to ecstasy.