His body yearns for touch, any touch, as he wraps his hand around his hard cock, desperate for release. He strokes it roughly, needing the friction, the sensation. His breath hitches, eyes closed, as he pictures a mouth sucking him, a pussy swallowing him whole. His balls tighten, a tingle running up his spine, as he brings himself closer to the edge. He's a man possessed, fucking his own fist, needing that sweet relief only an orgasm can bring.