Romanek retreats to his private space, the weight of his solitude heavy. He unzips, his hand wrapping around his stiffening cock. He strokes, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through him. His mind wanders, imagining the sensation of multiple hands working his length, each touch unique, driving him closer to the edge. The room fills with the symphony of his pleasure, his grunts and the wet sounds of his handjob echoing off the walls. He fingers his slit, collecting the pearls of precum, using it as lubricant to push him over the edge. His body convulses, his cock pulsing as he paints his abdomen with his load, a solo bukkake for one.