In the quiet of his room, a young teen finds solace in the memory of his mature lover. His hand traces the contours of his hardening cock, mimicking the touch that once set his body ablaze. He strokes himself, eyes closed, lost in the fantasy of her hands, her mouth, her body. His breath hitches as he imagines her voice, her scent, her taste. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, a symphony of longing and desire as he brings himself to the brink and back, over and over, delaying his climax to prolong the dance with his lover's ghost.