He takes his time, sensuously caressing his throbbing dick, from root to tip. His eyes roll back as he imagines a lover's touch, his strokes becoming more urgent. The air grows thick with the scent of his pre-cum, mixing with the sound of his slick hand working his shaft. His body tenses as he feels the familiar surge, his cock pulsing as he unleashes a torrent of cum, painting his chest with his essence. He collapses, spent, a sticky, grinning mess, basking in the afterglow of his solitary pleasure.