Basement reflections: an intimate encounter with one's own extreme realism

In the dimly lit, cold confines of a grimy basement, illuminated by stark fluorescence, a young, emaciated man gazes at an image from a unique perspective - extreme low angle, his eyes transfixed upon his own oiled and stretched naked form. His hands, pulling open his labia horizontally with force, expose the intricacies of his own super-realistic, glistening pussy. A clear viscous fluid seeps out, a testament to his imminent climax. His worried face is a study in anticipation and fear, his pale, dark dirty blonde hair falling around his tense features. His legs are up, feet visible, in the chair, every line and crevice of his body on full display.