In the quiet solitude of the afternoon, he finds his release. The room is filled with the soft, rhythmic sound of his hand moving up and down his cock, the wet sounds of his pre-cum lubricating his strokes. His skin flushes a deep rosy hue, his body tensing as he nears his climax. With a final, shuddering groan, he comes, his cock pulsing as streams of cum land on his stomach and chest, a stark contrast against his tanned skin. He takes a moment, basking in the afterglow, before cleaning up and heading out to face the rest of the day, his secret pleasure known only to him.