The dim lighting of the hotel room casts long shadows as the lonely traveler, clad only in boxers, paces back and forth. His mind wanders, filling with images of forbidden pleasures. He turns to the mirror, his reflection showing a hint of the tattoos that cover his body. He hooks his thumbs into his boxers, pulling them down, his hard cock springing free. He runs a hand up and down his length, his other hand reaching around to tease his ass, his body yearning for more than just his own touch.