In the solitude of his room, a young man, driven by his desires, begins to touch himself. His hand gently strokes his hardening cock, feeling the heat and pulsating need. He leans back, eyes closed, imagining the touch of a lover as he picks up the pace, his breath hitching in his throat. The room fills with the sounds of his pleasure, his grip tightening as he nears the edge. His body tenses, and with a final, shuddering stroke, he finds his release, his Twitter feed forgotten in the intensity of his solo session.