Nahuel's hand, slick with pre-cum, glides up and down his rigid shaft, his thumb swirling around the sensitive head. His other hand kneads his balls, tugging gently, sending electric jolts of pleasure through him. He imagines a warm, wet mouth enveloping him, tongue flicking against his frenulum. His hips buck, fucking his hand, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He can feel the pressure building, his orgasm imminent. With a final, brutal stroke, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as he spills his load onto his stomach, his body wracked with the force of his self-inflicted ecstasy.