Andy, curious and horny, locks himself away, his mind filled with naughty thoughts. He strips bare, his cock standing at attention, begging for touch. He wraps his hand around his length, feeling the heat, the pulse. His strokes are slow, deliberate, exploring every inch of his rigid flesh. His other hand reaches down, cupping his heavy balls, rolling them gently. His body tenses, his breath comes in short gasps as he brings himself to the brink, then pushes himself over, his cock pulsing as he comes undone, his warm seed spilling over his hand.