Under the cover of darkness, a young man succumbs to his desires, his hand seeking out the hard, aching length between his legs. His mind races with images of his friend, her curves, her warmth, her laughter. He imagines her touch, her taste, her scent. His strokes become more urgent, his body arching into his grip. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his heart pounding in his chest. He's so close, the edge of ecstasy within reach. His hand moves faster, his grip tighter, and with a low, guttural groan, he spills over the edge, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm, his cum coating his hand and stomach.