In the quiet of his room, a man, driven by primal urge, takes matters into his own hands. His fingers trace the outline of his hardening cock through his pants, the anticipation building like a slow burn. With a groan, he frees his throbbing member, the sensation of skin on skin sending jolts of pleasure through him. He strokes, his grip firm and steady, his pace increasing as his need grows. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, shuddering climax, he spills his load, his body relaxing as the tension ebbs away.