Bambam20 returns to his private sanctuary, the familiar scent of sweat and sex lingering in the air. He kicks off his clothes, revealing his already stiffening cock. He wraps his fist around it, feeling the pulse of life, the anticipation of release. His strokes are steady, each one bringing him closer to the edge. The room is bathed in a soft, warm glow, the only sounds the wet slap of skin on skin and Bambam's ragged breathing.