The house is empty, and the silence is deafening, yet not for the man who has found solace in his solitude. He stands before the full-length mirror, admiring his reflection as he slowly undresses. His fingers trace the contours of his body, igniting a fire within him. He reaches down, grasping his throbbing cock, and begins to pump, his rhythm steady and sure. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, his moans echoing off the walls as he brings himself to the brink and then over, his body convulsing as he comes undone.