The room is filled with the rhythmic sound of flesh slapping against flesh, the wet squelch of a well-lubricated cock being greedily devoured by a fist. The solo artist, lost in his carnal trance, pumps his rigid member with gusto, his other hand cupping and squeezing his heavy balls. His eyes squeeze shut, his mouth opens in a silent O, and with a final, forceful stroke, he spills his load, strings of semen arcing through the air before splattering onto his heaving chest.