Alone in his room, a young man finds solace in his own touch. The soft rustle of clothing as he disrobes, the cool air on his heated skin, the firm grasp of his hand around his throbbing cock - each sensation intensifies his arousal. He strokes himself with purpose, his hips rising to meet his hand, his breath coming in short puffs. His free hand explores his body, pinching his nipples, caressing his thighs, before cupping his balls, pulling gently, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. His eyes flutter closed, his mouth opens in a silent 'O' as he feels his orgasm building, his strokes becoming more urgent, more insistent, until with a final gasp, he finds his release, his body convulsing as he spills over his hand.