The room is filled with the sound of wet, rhythmic stroking, the man's grunts of pleasure echoing off the walls. His cock, thick and veined, stands proudly, pre-cum glistening at the tip. He's been at it for a while now, his body glistening with sweat and cum, his hand moving in a steady, practiced rhythm. He's close, his eyes squeeze shut, his body tense. With a final, loud groan, he comes undone, his cock pulsing, his cum painting his stomach and chest. He leans back, spent, his body heaving, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.