Under the cloak of midnight, a rugged, hairy-chested man retreats to his dimly lit bedroom, stripping off his shirt to reveal a thick, veiny chest. His hand slides down his treasure trail, hooking into his boxers to release his substantial, semi-hard cock. He strokes it slowly, feeling the precum bead at the tip, his heavy balls already drawing up. He's thinking of his secret lover, another man, their last meeting by the pool, the taste of sweat and desperation. He jerks faster, his grunts echoing in the silent room, until he feels the familiar surge. He aims his throbbing cock, unleashing a thick, ropey load onto his abs, his body shuddering with relief.