Alone in his room, our protagonist, Jalando, finds solace in his own company. He strips down, revealing his toned body, and takes a seat on the edge of his bed. His hand wanders down, grasping his hardening cock, as he begins to stroke. His breathing deepens, eyes closed, lost in his fantasy. Pre-cum glistens at the tip, and he uses it to lubricate his strokes, his hand moving faster. His body tenses, and with a low groan, he releases, his cum shooting out in ropes, coating his hand and the bedsheets.