In the quiet of his room, a man lost in his fantasies, his hand wraps around his engorged member. He imagines the touch of another, the softness of breasts, the wetness of a mouth. His strokes become more insistent, his grip tighter. His mind races, his heart pounds, and then, with a final, desperate stroke, he spills his load, his cum spilling over his fingers, dripping down his shaft. His body shudders with the force of his release, his eyes rolling back as he revels in the intense, solitary pleasure of his own hand.