Greg, the lone wolf, finds himself in the quiet confines of his home. With no one around, he allows his desires to take over. He strips down to nothing, his hard cock aching for release. He starts slowly, teasing himself, running his hand up and down his length. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his grip tightening. He leans back, eyes closed, lost in the sensation. His moans fill the empty room as he nears his climax. With a final stroke, he comes undone, his cum shooting out, painting his chest.