The dim light of his room casts a soft glow on Chico's body as he stretches out on his bed. His hand wanders down, tracing the lines of his torso until it reaches his hardening cock. He wraps his fingers around it, feeling the pulse of his desire. His strokes become more urgent, his breath hitching as he gives in to the pleasure. The scent of his musk fills the air as he brings himself closer to the edge. With a final, shuddering groan, he comes, his cock jerking as he paints his stomach with his essence.