Batendo punheta, he whispers encouragement to himself, "Para," as he jerks off. The sound of his voice, close and intimate, fills the space. His hand moves faster, his breath coming in short gasps. The room fills with the scent of his pre-cum, the sound of his flesh slapping against flesh. With a final, desperate stroke, he cums, his voice catching on a moan as he spills himself onto the floor.