The room is dimly lit, the air cool against his naked skin. He stands before the mirror, his cock already hard, throbbing with anticipation. His hand wraps around it, feeling the velvet smoothness, the steel-like hardness. He watches his reflection, seeing the pleasure etched on his face as he strokes himself. His other hand cups his balls, rolling them gently, feeling their weight, their heat. He's in no rush, this is just for him, a private moment of self-indulgence.