Henryy, alone in his room, can't resist the urge to indulge in a private moment of self-pleasure. His hand wraps around his stiffening cock, his grip firm and rhythmic as he strokes. His breath hitches, his body tensing with each pull, the pleasure intensifying. He lets out soft moans, his free hand squeezing his balls, teasing the sensitive skin. His imagination runs wild, his eyes closed, lost in his own fantasy. His pace quickens, his grip tightens, his body tensing as he nears his climax. With a final, shuddering groan, he comes, his cock pulsing, his cum spilling over his hand.