Andrew, a handsome amateur, finds solace in his own company, stripping down to nothing in the quiet of his room. His hand replaces the touch he craves, starting at his neck, tracing down his chest, and lingering on his hardening cock. He strokes himself slowly, building a rhythm that matches his racing heart. His free hand cups his balls, rolling them gently as he picks up the pace. His body arches with each touch, his imagination painting vivid scenes of desire. His thighs tense, and his grip tightens as he approaches his peak. With a low moan, he comes undone, his cum painting his abs as he rides out his intense, self-induced orgasm.