Beechwood's sweatpants tented, he can't help but touch himself, his moans echoing as he tugs at his massive, leaking cock. Precum drips, soaking his pants, as he brings himself closer to the edge. His body tenses, and with a loud grunt, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as it releases a torrent of cum, staining his sweatpants and the floor beneath him, a testament to his intense, solo pleasure.