Travis Cole, unaccompanied and eager, finds solace in the familiar rhythm of his fist around his engorged, shaved cock. His eager strokes quicken, the friction sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. The air is thick with the scent of his own musk, his moans growing louder, more insistent. With a final, desperate thrust, he finds his release, his cum erupting from him in a torrent, coating the room in a glistening, sticky layer of his desire, a testament to his uninhibited, solo indulgence.