Bently, the inked thug, finds himself alone with his thoughts and his raging hard-on. He makes himself comfortable on his futon bed, his big, veiny dick standing at attention. With a hungry growl, he wraps his hand around his shaft, feeling the heat and the pulse of his desire. He's a straight boy, but he knows how to please himself, his solo session a symphony of grunts and groans as he chases his release.