Arodthomas, the lone wolf, delights in his private ritual of self-gratification. In the solitude of his space, he explores every sensation, every nerve ending. His cock, hard and aching, demands attention. Arod obliges, his fist pumping with increasing fervor. The room fills with the scent of his musk, the sound of his ragged breath. As he nears his peak, his body tenses, every muscle taut, ready to surrender to the sweet release of solo ecstasy.