In the soft glow of his room, a young man, unnamed and alone, begins a private dance. His eyes closed, he runs his hands down his smooth chest, tracing the lines of his body. He unbuttons his jeans, releasing his already hardening cock. He strokes it slowly, his breath hitching as he imagines unseen hands joining his. He leans back, his body arching as he pleasures himself, the only sounds his soft moans and the rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh.