In the throes of a lonely Feriado, our rugged, muscular man finds solace in his own hands. Alone in the dimly lit room, he strips down, revealing his toned, tanned body. His thick, uncut cock hangs heavy, twitching with anticipation. He starts slow, a gentle fist pumping his meat, feeling every vein and ridge. His hand, slick with spit and precum, speeds up, twisted around his shaft like a vice. His balls tighten, his abs clench, and with a guttural groan, he unleashes a thick, hot load, painting his chest and hand with his essence.