Mateus, a self-proclaimed 'puto' from Del Castilho, finds solace in his solitary pleasures. In the dim light of his room, he stands, his cock already hard, his hand moving up and down its length. His grip is firm, his rhythm steady, a testament to his experience. He's a man on a mission, his eyes closed, his head thrown back, lost in the sensation. His body tenses, his breath hitches, and with a low groan, he comes, his cum shooting out, painting his hand and the floor below.