Alone in his room, a man's hunger grows. He's been waiting for this moment, his cock aching with anticipation. He strips, the cool air kissing his heated skin, and lies back on the bed. His hand wraps around his shaft, the sensation electric. He pumps, slow and steady, his mind filled with lurid images. His body responds, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his balls tightening. He's on the edge, ready to tumble over, when he hears it - the sound of someone coming home. Too late to stop now. He lets out a guttural moan, his cock pulsing as he shoots his load, praying no one heard his lewd symphony.