Vince, a Tampa native, knows how to make the most of his solitude. In the privacy of his room, he lets his guard down, his uncut cock springing free from his pants. He teases himself, running a finger along the sensitive underside, feeling the pulse of desire. The city outside fades away as he loses himself in the sensation, his hand working his shaft with increasing urgency, his body tensing as he nears the edge, releasing a torrent of pent-up desire.