In the dimly lit room, a lone figure, Sobo, finds solace in his own company, his hand wandering down to grasp his throbbing cock. He strokes it languidly, feeling the velvety smoothness, his breath hitching as he picks up the pace. His mind wanders, filling with fantasies of shared pleasures, but for now, it's just him and his trusty hand. His balls tighten, and with a groan, he releases, painting his chest with his hot, sticky cum.