In the privacy of his room, Jemnar unzips his pants, his six-inch dick springing free, already half-hard. He wraps his hand around it, feeling the heat, the pulse of life. He begins to masturbate, his hand moving up and down his length, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through him. He imagines a lover's touch, their hands on his cock, their mouth, their body. His strokes become faster, more urgent, his breath coming in short gasps until he finds his release, his cum spilling out, a testament to his solo satisfaction.