In the quiet of the afternoon, a lonely cocksmith takes matters into his own hands, literally. His huge dick aches with need, but he denies it, drawing out the agony and ecstasy. He strokes, pinches, and slaps his meat, inching closer to release but pulling back at the last moment. His balls tighten, ready to burst. The room fills with his moans and the wet sounds of his hand working his slick cock. When he can't take it anymore, he lets go, his body convulsing as he shoots a massive, messy load all over himself, panting and spent.