In the dimly lit room, Duromaduro1963 lies back, his body relaxed, yet his mind alive with desire. He strokes his thick, veined cock, feeling the smooth skin glide over the sensitive head. His other hand reaches down, cupping his heavy balls, feeling their weight, their warmth. As he strokes faster, his body tenses, his abdomen contracts, and with a low grunt, he comes undone. Thick ropes of cum shoot forth, coating his stomach and chest, the milky liquid slowly cooling on his skin. He takes a moment, savoring the afterglow, before cleaning up, ready to face the world again, renewed and satisfied.