The bed creaks softly as he settles in, his body tensing with anticipation. He spits into his palm, the slick warmth coating his hard cock as he begins to stroke. His breath hitches, his heart races, as he pictures the object of his desire. The scent of his own arousal fills the room, a musky, primal perfume that drives him on. His strokes become faster, more urgent, as he chases his release, his body tensing as he finally finds his satisfaction, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand and stomach with his hot, sticky cum.