In the solitude of his room, a young man, Jay35869's obsession, bares his lean body to the mirror. His hand, tentative at first, traces the lines of his chest, his abdomen, before descending to grip his hardening cock. He strokes slowly, eyes locked with his reflection, as if daring himself to continue. The room fills with his soft moans, the sound of his hand working his shaft, the scent of his pre-cum. His body tenses, muscles ripple as he nears his peak, then relaxes as he finds release, his semen painting the mirror.