A lonely youth retreats to his sanctuary, driven by primal urges. His cock tents his pants, demanding attention. He unzips, letting his throbbing member spring free. His hand wraps around the shaft, slick with pre-cum, as he begins a slow, steady pump. His breaths grow ragged, his grip tighter, faster. His balls tighten, and with a final, desperate stroke, he spills his load, painting his stomach with ropes of cum.