Gustan, in the throes of lust, finds solace in his own company. His dick, hard and eager, begs for attention. He obliged, running his hand up and down the length, his grip tight and steady. The sound of his palm meeting his flesh echoes in the room, a rhythm as old as time. His breath hitches as he nears his climax, his body tensing, and then, with a low groan, he coats his stomach with his creamy release, a solo boy's creampie.