Alone in his room, Amigo strips down to his boxers, his pajero tenting the fabric. He strokes himself through the thin material, feeling the heat and hardness. With a low groan, he frees his thick, uncut cock, letting it bob heavily in his hand. He starts slow, running his thumb over the sensitive head, gathering the bead of precum. His strokes quicken, his grip tightening as he imagines a lover's touch. His breath hitches, and with a final, hard pump, he spills his load onto his stomach, his body shuddering with release.