In the dim lighting of an otherwise empty room, a young man, unseen yet intimately present, indulges in a private, taboo ritual. His eyes are closed, hands caressing his bare soles, toes wriggling with anticipation. He brings his feet to his mouth, tongue darting out to lick, tasting the sweat and musk of his own skin. His breath hitches as he imagines unseen hands, unseen lips, pleasuring his most sensitive parts.