The soft rustle of silk and lace fills the room as he slips into the lingerie, his small penis tenting the front. He takes his time, running his hands over his body, feeling the fabric against his skin. He lies back on the bed, his hand sliding under the waistband, wrapping around his cock. His strokes are slow and steady, his eyes closed, lost in his own world. The camera zooms in, capturing every twitch, every bead of pre-cum, every gasp as he brings himself closer to the edge.