In the throes of his darkest, most primal desires, a man loses himself in a solo ritual. His room, dimly lit, becomes his sanctuary, his altar to the gods of carnal pleasure. He's a worshipper, his body an offering, as he slowly, sensuously, teases himself to the brink. His hands, rough and hungry, explore every inch of his body, his breath ragged and heavy, until he's reduced to a quivering, moaning mess, spent and sated, a slave to his own desires.