Hidden from the world, he finds solace in his own touch. The room is dim, the only sound his ragged breaths. He's alone, but his body responds to the fantasy playing in his mind. His hand wraps around his cock, feeling the pulse, the heat. He's rough, needy, his other hand gripping his thigh, his fingers digging into the skin. His body tenses, his abs clench, and he comes, his cock pulsing, his cum dripping onto the sheets, a secret only he knows.