In a private moment, an amateur lover finds himself alone with his thoughts and a throbbing erection. He strokes his length, lost in fantasies of forbidden pleasures. His movements quicken as he imagines another's touch, his hand a poor substitute for the real thing. His breath hitches as he nears climax, his mind's eye filled with illicit images. With a final, desperate tug, he spills his load, panting and sated, yet still craving more.