In the dimly lit room, the young man begins his secret ritual. He traces the lines of his body, his fingers dipping into the grooves and curves, igniting a fire within. His cock hardens, throbbing with need. He wraps his hand around it, feeling the velvety smoothness, the heat. His strokes are slow at first, teasing, then faster, more urgent. His body tenses, his breath comes in short gasps as he chases his release, finding it in a rush of ecstasy that leaves him spent and satisfied.