Alone in his room, the wanker's hand is a blur as he jerks off with abandon. His thick, veiny cock glistens with pre-cum, his balls heavy and aching for release. He's a master of his domain, his body responding eagerly to his touch. His free hand wanders, pinching and pulling at his nipples, tracing the contours of his abs, before delving lower to tease his tight hole. His eyes roll back as he nears the edge, his strokes becoming more urgent. With a final, loud groan, he comes, his cock pulsing as it spills its load, covering his hand and the floor in a sticky mess of cum.