In the quiet of his room, a young man, unseen by the world, gives in to his desires. He strips down, his breath quickening as he takes in his own body. His hand wanders, finding the rigid length of his cock, already leaking with anticipation. He strokes himself, slow and steady, imagining unseen hands guiding his. He turns, humping the pillow, his body seeking friction, his moans muffled by the soft fabric. His pace quickens, his grip tightening, until he shudders, his release painting the pillow in white.