The house echoes with the sound of his solo pleasure, the rhythmic slapping of skin against skin as he pumps his cock, his grip tight, his pace urgent. He leans back, his head resting on the couch, eyes closed, lost in the sensation. His hand moves faster, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, guttural groan, he comes, his hot cum spilling onto his hand and stomach, his body shuddering with the force of his release.