In the quiet of my room, I find myself alone with my thoughts and my desires. I let my hand wander, tracing the lines of my body, my cock hardening at my touch. I close my eyes, my imagination running wild with fantasies of soft skin and eager mouths. My strokes become harder, faster, my breathing ragged as I approach the edge. I bite my lip, my body convulsing as I come undone, my release coating my hand and my stomach. I lean back, sated and content, a secret smile playing on my lips.