Kenneth's room is bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, casting a warm hue over his lean body as he sprawls on his bed. His hand finds its way to his crotch, rubbing the growing bulge. He pops the button on his jeans, pushing them down, his hard cock springing free. He takes it in his hand, the skin smooth and hot. His strokes are steady, his eyes locked on the sight of his dick disappearing into his fist. He's close, his hips bucking, his grip tightening. A low growl escapes him as he comes, his cock pulsing, his release spilling over his hand.