Rico, in the privacy of his room, indulges in a solo interlude as he watches TV. His fingers trace the outline of his cock through his pants, feeling it grow hard. He unzips, freeing his length, and begins to stroke, his grip firm and steady. His eyes flutter closed, lost in the sensation, before snapping open to watch his hand work. His breathing becomes heavier, his rhythm more urgent. He leans back, his other hand reaching down to cup his balls, rolling them gently. His body arches as he reaches his peak, his cock pulsing in his hand, release coating his fingers.