The room is dimly lit, the only sound the soft hum of the fan circulating the air. He sits on the edge of his bed, legs spread wide, his hand already working the growing hardness in his pants. He unzips, releasing his straining cock, the tip glistening with pre-cum. He starts slow, a teasing glide, but soon his grip tightens, his strokes gaining speed and urgency. His body tenses, his abs contracting as he hurtles towards release, a low groan escaping his lips as he paints his chest with his hot, sticky seed.