Nate, a man of considerable self-control, allows himself this one indulgence. In the privacy of his room, he strips down, his cock already standing at attention. He takes it in his hand, spreading the pre-cum that's already beading at the tip. He begins to stroke, his grip tight, his pace steady. His mind fills with images of his deepest desires, his cock throbbing in response. He can feel the cum boiling in his balls, and with a final, powerful stroke, he lets it go, his hand and the floor beneath him becoming a sticky, glistening canvas of his solo pleasure.