In a dimly lit room, a lone figure sits, his hand wrapped tightly around his throbbing cock. He strokes expertly, his grip firm and rhythmic, a glistening bead of pre-cum forming at the tip. His breath hitches as he feels the familiar tingle in his balls, knowing release is near. His strokes quicken, his grip tightens, and with a guttural groan, he erupts, his cum shooting out in thick ropes, coating his hand and dripping onto the floor below.