In the dim light of his room, the Eu boy finds solace in his own company, his body aching with the need for release. He strips down, his clothes falling to the floor as he revels in the cool air against his skin. His cock stands proud and ready, and he takes it in his hand, a moan escaping his lips as he begins to rub. He's an expert at this, his hand moving with practiced ease, his grip firm and steady. His other hand joins in, cupping his balls, rolling them gently as he feels the familiar tingle in his spine. He lets out a guttural groan as he comes, his body shuddering as he paints the room with his essence, his heart pounding in his chest as he catches his breath.