A young man, craving intimacy yet alone, turns to self-pleasure. He locks his door, the dim light casting shadows as he undresses. His cock, already hard, bobs as he sits on the edge of his bed. He spits in his hand, the lubrication allowing his fist to glide effortlessly up and down his length. His hips buck, meeting his hand's rhythm. The room is filled with the sound of his pleasure, his grunts and moans echoing as he chases his release. With a final thrust, he comes undone, his hot seed spilling over his hand.