In the solitude of his room, a young man takes matters into his own hands, literally. He's clad in nothing but a tight pair of briefs, the outline of his growing erection visible through the thin fabric. His hand snakes down, fingers hooking into the waistband, pulling it down just enough to free his throbbing cock. He begins to stroke, his grip firm, rhythm steady, eyes closed in concentration. The room is filled with the sounds of his labored breathing and the soft smack of flesh on flesh.