With a furtive glance at the closed door, he begins. His hand wraps around his throbbing erection, the sensation sending shivers down his spine. He bites his lip, trying to stifle the moans that threaten to escape as he imagines the touch of another, the taste of forbidden fruit. His pace quickens, his breath hitches, and with a final, desperate thrust, he finds his release, his body shuddering with the force of his solo indulgence.