Tiago, alone in the quiet room, can't resist the urge any longer. His hand slides into his pants, wrapping around his thick, pulsating cock. He jerks it hard, the sound of his wet, eager strokes filling the room. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, desperate stroke, he spills his load, his cum coating his hand, the scent of his desire heavy in the air. Tiago leans back, satisfied but still craving more, his heart pounding in his chest.