The room is warm, the air thick with anticipation. A single, lonely figure sits on the edge of the bed, his hand tentatively rubbing the growing bulge in his pants. With a quick glance around, he unzips, his cock springing free, already hard and leaking. He spits into his hand, lubing up his shaft, and begins to stroke, his breath coming in short gasps. His other hand reaches down, cupping his balls, rolling them gently as he picks up the pace, his cock glistening and slick in the soft light. His body trembles, his cock throbbing as he comes, his hot, creamy load spilling over his fingers and dripping onto the floor.