In the quiet of his room, a lanky young man, Scrawnyboii, lets his desires take over. He strips down, his pale skin contrasting with the dim lighting, and takes his throbbing cock in hand. His strokes are slow, deliberate, as he imagines the touch of another. His eyes flutter closed, lost in his fantasy, as his hand moves faster, his breath coming in short gasps. He bites his lip, his body tensing as he nears the edge, before finally letting go, his cum painting his abdomen.