Charles, alone in his room, lets his hand wander down to his crotch, a familiar comfort. His thick, long cock tents his pants, begging for release. He unzips, pushing his boxers down to free his massive member. It stands proud, veins pulsing with desire. He strokes slowly, feeling every ridge, every vein, his grip tight. His other hand cups his heavy balls, rolling them gently. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his solo show becoming more intense.