In the sultry heat of the afternoon, a lonesome youth finds solace in his own company. He unzips his pants, revealing his engorged, veined cock, pulsating with desire. With a practiced hand, he begins to stroke, his grip tight, his rhythm steady. His body bucks as he nears the edge, his balls tightening, and with a final, desperate tug, he spills his milky load, painting his stomach with his essence.