With a hungry gaze, he takes in his rigid form, the camera zooming in on his veined shaft. He pumps his cock, slow and steady, building a rhythm that matches his racing heart. His free hand cups his balls, feeling their weight, their tightness. He imagines a mouth, a pussy, enveloping him, and his strokes quicken. His groans echo, a symphony of carnal pleasure, as he nears his climax, his cock pulsing, his body tensing, his seed spilling forth in hot, satisfying waves.