Bathed in the soft glow of his bedside lamp, he begins his nightly ritual. His hand wraps around his hardening cock, a familiar, comforting grip. He imagines the touch of a lover, the pressure of lips on his skin. His strokes become more urgent, his body writhing with the building tension. He bites his lip to stifle a moan as he nears the edge, his body convulsing with the force of his release. In the aftermath, he's left breathless, his body tingling with the remnants of his solo passion.