A lonely emo twink, hair as dark as his desires, seeks solace in his private room. He strips, revealing his smooth, pale skin and a cute, uncut cock. He strokes it gently, lost in thoughts of other twinks like him. His eyes flutter closed as he imagines the taste of another's lips, the feel of a tight hole enveloping him. His strokes become more urgent, his breath ragged. He's close, so close, when suddenly, he hears a noise. He freezes, his heart pounding, his cock throbbing, as he listens intently.