Aching with desire, he takes himself in hand, his grip firm and steady. His cock, already engorged, pulses with need as he works it, base to tip. The room fills with the sound of his hand moving over his slick flesh, his moans growing louder with each stroke. His body tenses, his balls drawing up tight as he nears the edge, finally spilling over, his hot seed coating his fist in sticky ribbons.