Blinx, a rugged, inked thug, finds solace in his private bedroom. His hard, smooth cock aches for release, and he obliges, wrapping his fist around the shaft. He jerks it slow and steady, his grip firm and sure. His breath hitches as he imagines rough hands on his body, his own hands wandering to pinch and twist his nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to his cock. His strokes quicken, his body tensing as he nears his peak. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes undone, his cum splattering onto his chest and abs.