In the heat of the day, a dark-skinned stranger seeks solace in his own company, stroking his uncut cock to the rhythm of his breath. The sun beats down on his tanned skin as he tugs his length, the sound of flesh on flesh echoing in the empty room. He takes his time, appreciating the feel of his own hand, the tightness of his foreskin sliding up and down. His body tenses as he nears the edge, his strokes becoming more urgent, more desperate. Finally, with a low moan, he releases, his cum spilling out onto his hand and stomach.