In the quiet comfort of his room, Nyaderondackcub's cub finds solace in his own company. His small cock stands at attention, eager for touch. He wraps his hand around it, feeling the smooth skin over the hard core. His imagination runs wild, painting vivid scenes of pleasure. His strokes become more urgent, his breath ragged. As he nears the edge, his grip tightens, and with a final thrust, he spills his load, his small cock throbbing as it paints his hand with his warm cum.