In the quiet of his room, a man's solo dance begins. He unzips, his uncut cock springing free, already half-hard. He runs his thumb over the sensitive tip, a bead of pre-cum appearing. He takes his time, stroking slowly, his other hand cupping his balls, rolling them gently. His body responds, his cock growing harder, longer. He leans back, his eyes closed, lost in his fantasy, his hand moving faster, the sound of skin on skin filling the room. With a final, sharp intake of breath, he comes, his cock pulsing, his cum spilling over his hand.