Corey, a man of few words and even fewer company, finds himself in the throes of a powerful erection. His cock tents his pants, demanding attention. He unzips, allowing his thick, veined member to spring free, throbbing with need. He grips it firmly, his hand moving in a steady rhythm, his eyes closed, lost in his own world. The room echoes with his ragged breaths, his body tensing as he explodes, his cock pulsing as streams of cum coat his hand and stomach.