Tristin, alone in his room, allows his desires to consume him. He peels off his clothes, baring his firm, muscular form. His hand wraps around his hard, pulsating cock, jerking it with increasing urgency. His other hand reaches down, teasing his sensitive balls. The sound of his wet, slapping strokes fills the room, his breathing growing heavier with each passing moment. His body tenses, his abs clenching as he nears the edge. With a low growl, he comes undone, his hot cum spilling onto his stomach, marking his intense, private release.