The creaking floorboards and ticking clock only amplify Nicholas' loneliness. His hand wanders to his crotch, rubbing the growing bulge. He pictures a mysterious figure joining him, their breath hot on his ear as they whisper naughty suggestions. He'd love to feel their hands on his body, their mouth on his throbbing cock, or better, their tight ass riding him until they both find release. But for now, he's left to his own devices, his fingers working his cock, bringing himself closer to the edge, hoping that tomorrow will bring the company he craves.