Chaqueta's naked form writhes in ecstasy, his hand a blur as it pumps his rigid cock. His other hand teases his balls, rolling them gently, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. He leans back, his gaze locked on his engorged member, his strokes becoming faster, more insistent. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he reaches the brink. With a guttural moan, he comes, his hot, sticky seed spilling over his hand, his body shuddering with the force of his release.