Hidden from prying eyes, a young man indulges in his secret vice. He's learned the contours of his body, the sensitive spots that make his breath catch. Today, he's slow, deliberate, drawing out his pleasure. He teases his cock, running his thumb over the sensitive head, tracing the veins. He imagines another's touch, another's mouth, as he picks up speed. His free hand wanders, pinching, caressing, until he's a writhing mess, his body arching off the bed. With a final, guttural groan, he comes, his cock pulsing in his hand, his body shuddering with release.