Harley Jordon, the epitome of all-American jock charm, finds himself alone after a revealing interview. His mind races with the day's events, but his body has other plans. His cock, a monster of flesh, tents his pants, demanding attention. He obliges, unbuttoning his jeans and freeing his beast. He grips it tightly, his large hand barely able to wrap around its girth. He strokes, slow and steady, his hips lifting off the couch as he finds his rhythm. His breath hitches as he picks up speed, his body tensing as he chases his release. With a loud groan, he comes, his cum spurting in thick ropes, painting his abs with his seed.