In the hush of the night, a lone figure strips down to nothing, his massive cock tenting his boxers. He slides them off, letting his beast spring free, throbbing and eager. He grips it firmly, his big hand barely able to wrap around the girth. He pumps it slow, then fast, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His body tenses, and with a low groan, he explodes, ropes of cum painting his chest and stomach, a testament to his late-night lust.