In the dimly lit room, a lone figure sits, legs spread, a condom sheathing his erect cock. He begins to stroke, slowly at first, then faster, his breath hitching as he nears the edge. He imagines a sea of mouths, hungry and waiting, as he groans, thrusting into his fist, his body tensing as he deposits his thick, ropey cum into the condom, a testament to his self-love session.