In the quiet of his home, a man finds solace in his own touch. He's stripped down to nothing, his hard cock throbbing with anticipation. He starts slow, fingers tracing the length of his dick, feeling the veins pulse beneath his skin. His hand wraps around the base, squeezing, before moving up to stroke the sensitive head. He's lost in the sensation, his other hand cupping his balls, gently rolling them as he picks up the pace. The sound of his hand meeting flesh fills the room, punctuated by his ragged breaths.