The room is filled with the soft, rhythmic sound of flesh slapping against flesh. A hand, slick with precum, grips a throbbing cock, sliding up and down the length. The man's chest heaves, his eyes closed, lost in his own fantasy. His other hand reaches down, cupping his balls, feeling their weight. He imagines another hand joining his, another body pressed against his. His strokes become faster, more urgent, his grip tighter. He can feel the pressure building, his body tensing, ready to release. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes, his body shuddering as he spills his load onto his stomach.