In the throes of carnal desire, a man takes matters into his own hands, quite literally. He grips his throbbing erection, the heat radiating from his flesh onto his palm. His strokes are steady, purposeful, as he gives in to the primal urge to satisfy his needs. The room fills with the sound of his wet, slapping flesh and the occasional moan that escapes his lips. His body tenses as he approaches the edge, his hand moving faster, more insistently. With a final grunt, he spills his seed, his body shuddering with the force of his release.