In the throes of a sleepless night, Para, a rugged, tattooed hunk, finds solace in his own company. Locking his door, he strips down, his hard, uncut cock bobbing free. He sprawls on his bed, legs spread, and begins to stroke his length, his grip tight and steady. His moans fill the room as he picks up speed, his hips bucking off the bed. Pre-cum beads at the tip of his cock, and he leans down to taste it, his tongue lapping at the salty fluid. Para's body tenses as he nears his peak, his cock pulsing as he shoots his load, his groans of satisfaction echoing in the night.