In the quiet of his room, he begins, his hand wrapping around his stiffening cock. The camera zooms in, capturing every ridge, every vein as he starts a slow, steady rhythm. The room fills with the sound of his hand working his meat, the slapping of flesh against flesh, the wet sounds of his palm sliding up and down his slick shaft. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he edges closer to release.