In the quiet of his room, a man, unnamed yet familiar, sits back and unzips, releasing his throbbing, uncut monster. He strokes it slowly, the skin gliding over the engorged head, his other hand massaging his heavy balls. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, the sound of his palm slapping against his shaft filling the room. He leans back, his eyes closed, lost in the sensation, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, powerful stroke, he grunts, his cock pulsing as it releases a thick, ropes of cum, coating his hand and stomach.