In the quiet of his room, a young man stands before the mirror, his reflection revealing a hunger in his eyes. He unzips his jeans, freeing his rigid cock, and begins to stroke it, his grip firm and steady. His other hand wanders, teasing his nipples, tracing the lines of his abs. He closes his eyes, losing himself in the sensation, his strokes becoming faster, more urgent. The room fills with the sound of his ragged breathing and the slick noise of his hand working his cock. With a final, shuddering stroke, he comes undone, his body convulsing as he paints the mirror with his release.