In the throes of self-pleasure, Chance's body responds with primal urgency. His cock, a stiff, veined rod, slams into his tight fist, lubricated by pre-cum and spit. His hips buck, his ass clenches, as he chases his release. The room fills with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, his grunts and moans echoing off the walls. Suddenly, his body convulses, his cock pulsing as it unloads a massive cumshot, the semen painting his torso and trickling down his thighs.