In the quiet of his room, a young man's thoughts turn to lust. His hand wanders, tracing the lines of his body, pausing at his growing erection. He strokes himself, the rhythm steady and sure, his mind filling with images of bodies entwined, moans echoing in the darkness. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he nears his climax, the pleasure building, building, until it finally crashes over him, leaving him panting and spent.