Leaning back on the worn-out couch, our lone wolf unzips his pants, revealing his massive, stiff cock. He starts slow, running his hand up and down his shaft, feeling the ridges and veins. His breath quickens as he picks up the pace, his grip tightening. He can feel the heat building in his balls, and with a final, desperate stroke, he comes undone, his load splattering onto his chest and stomach.