In the dim light of his sanctuary, a young man performs a private ballet. His hands, unseen by anyone but himself, trace the lines of his body, igniting sparks of pleasure. He takes his time, exploring every inch of his skin, his breath coming in short gasps as he nears his goal. He wraps his hand tightly around his cock, mimicking the feel of unseen lips, and begins to move, his hips bucking slightly as he fucks his own hand. He can feel the pressure building, the pleasure intensifying, and he lets out a low groan as he comes, his cock pulsing as he paints his chest with his release.