In the solitude of his space, he indulges in his desires. His hand wraps around his throbbing cock, the friction sending waves of pleasure through him. The room fills with the sound of his ragged breathing and the slick noise of his hand moving up and down his shaft. He's lost in his fantasy, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, hard stroke, he comes, his cum painting his abdomen. He looks down at the mess, a satisfied smirk on his face, before lowering his head to lick it up, his tongue trailing through the sticky fluid, tasting his own essence.