Bernard's Saturday routine takes a tantalizing turn as he retreats to his room, the weight of the week melting away. With a flick of his wrist, his belt hits the floor, followed by his pants, revealing his already hardening cock straining against his boxers. He leans back, his hand wrapping around his throbbing length, his thumb swirling around the sensitive tip. His eyes flutter closed, imagining a lover's touch as he picks up speed, his strokes becoming more urgent, more demanding. His body tenses, his breath coming in short gasps, as he surrenders to his solo Saturday delight, his cock pulsing as it coats his chest with his warm, sticky release.