Navin lounges, his naked body on full display, a casual yet confident air about him. His cock, a thick, veined beast, rests against his thigh. He idly plays with it, his fingers tracing the length, teasing the sensitive underside. His balls tighten as he grows harder, his hand moving in a steady rhythm, his body tensing as he nears release. The room fills with his heavy breathing, the sound of flesh on flesh, and the occasional wet noise of his hand working his cock.