The air is thick with anticipation as he settles into his favorite chair, his mind a whirlwind of fantasies. His hand, steady and sure, wraps around his engorged member, feeling the velvety smoothness of the skin stretched tight over his hardness. He imagines the touch of another, the slick heat of a mouth, the tight grip of a fist. His breathing hitches, his strokes quicken, as he edges closer to the precipice, his body tensing, ready to explode in a symphony of ecstasy.