In the dimly lit room, Dark Lord6969 finds solace in his own company, his hand wandering down to grasp his throbbing erection. His breath hitches as he strokes himself, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through his body. The room fills with the sound of his hand moving rapidly, the wetness of his precum lubricating his movements. His eyes are closed, lost in his own fantasies, as he brings himself closer to the edge. The tension builds, his body tensing, and with a final stroke, he finds his release, hot ropes of cum painting his hand and stomach.