In the throes of solitude, a man of imposing stature finds comfort in his own company. His eyes locked on his reflection, he frees his massive, uncut cock from its confines. His breath hitches as he wraps his firm grip around it, feeling its pulsing heat. He begins a languid dance, his hand sliding up and down the veined shaft, his thumb brushing over the weeping slit, his body tensing as he edges closer to release.