Justin, alone and horny, decides to take matters into his own hands. He finds a secluded spot, unzips, and pulls out his throbbing member. With a generous amount of lube, he starts to stroke, his grip tight and steady. His breath hitches as he picks up speed, his body tensing with each pass. The room fills with the sound of wet, slapping skin and Justin's ragged moans. He's close, his movements frantic, until finally, he throws his head back and comes undone, his cock pulsing as he paints his chest with ropes of cum.