Under the cloak of darkness, Freakyboy813 indulges in his nightly ritual. His cock, hard and aching, demands release. He spits into his palm, lubricating his grip as he begins to pump. The friction sends electric shocks through him, his balls tightening. He pictures a lover's touch, their moans echoing in his mind. His movements become urgent, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a stifled groan, he comes, his essence coating his hand and stomach, leaving him spent and satisfied.