In the quiet solitude of his room, our hung stud sprawls out, his massive cock already throbbing with anticipation. With a groan, he wraps his thick, calloused hand around his swollen shaft, slowly pumping as he remembers his last encounter. His eyes roll back as he picks up the pace, his breath hitching in his chest. Veins bulge, and his abs tighten as he nears climax, his body tense with the effort to prolong this exquisite torture. Finally, with a guttural grunt, he explodes, ropes of hot, sticky cum painting his chest and hand.