His FWB's cancellation leaves him horny and alone, but he's not one to waste an opportunity. He sprawls out on his bed, his BBC throbbing with anticipation. He teases himself, running his hands over his body, feeling the heat build. He grabs his phone, scrolling through their explicit messages, his cock jerking at the memories. He spits on his hand, wrapping it around his shaft, stroking himself to the rhythm of their past encounters. His body tenses, his cock pulsing as he comes undone, his fantasies of her pushing him over the edge.