In the privacy of his room, George, a man of few words, lets his desires take over. He strips down to his boxers, his cock already tenting the fabric. He strokes himself through the thin material, his breath hitching as he imagines the touch of a lover. His hand slips inside, his grip tight around his hard length. He leans back, his eyes closed, lost in his fantasy as he pleasures himself, his body tensing as he nears his climax.