In a dimly lit room, a man, hungry for touch, finds solace in his private thoughts. His uncut cock throbs as he strokes it, feeling the smooth skin over the hardening shaft. He imagines the taste of another man's skin, the feel of a thick, veiny cock in his mouth. His hand moves faster, the sound of his wet palm slapping against his flesh echoing in the room. He's close, his breath ragged, when suddenly, he hears a noise. Someone's there, watching. He freezes, his heart pounding, then a smile spreads across his face. The game's about to get interesting.