The room is filled with the soft sounds of skin on skin as a gay man indulges in some private time. He's on the bed, legs akimbo, his hand wrapped around his throbbing erection. He's lost in the moment, his hips moving in rhythm with his strokes. His other hand reaches down, teasing his hole, making him gasp. The room is filled with the scent of his musk, the sound of his ragged breaths as he brings himself closer and closer to the edge.