In the privacy of his cluttered bachelor pad, a bisexual stallion indulges in a solo session. Surrounded by the detritus of his life, he kicks back, his hand already working his crotch. His jeans strain against his growing erection, his zipper threatening to burst. He frees his beast, the air cool against his hot, throbbing flesh. His strokes are long, confident, his breath ragged as he loses himself in the fantasy playing out in his mind's eye. His body tenses, his muscles clench, as he nears the edge, his release imminent.