In the privacy of his room, a man named Kleine finds solace in his own company. His eyes wander over his naked form, taking in the curves and lines that only he knows intimately. He strokes his growing erection, feeling the pressure build as he imagines a lover's touch. His hand moves faster, his breath hitching as he nears the edge. With a final, firm stroke, he spills his seed onto his stomach, the warm, sticky mess a testament to his solo passion.