A lone hunk finds solace in a self-administered, slippery massage. As his hands glide over his slick, muscular body, he feels the tension easing, replaced by a growing heat. His strokes become more purposeful, lingering on his throbbing cock. He grunts, his grip tightening as he picks up speed, fucking his fist with abandon. The room fills with the sound of wet flesh slapping together, the air heavy with the scent of sweat and pre-cum. With a final, guttural moan, he spills his load, his body shuddering as ropes of cum shoot out, coating his hand and the massage table.