In the dim light of his room, "Flaco Vergon" tentatively wraps his hand around his hard, throbbing cock. His eyes dart to the door, paranoid about being caught. He's a bundle of nerves and hormones, his breath hitching as he begins to stroke. His shaft glistens with pre-cum, and he shudders with each touch, his balls tightening. He bites his lip, trying to stifle his moans as his hand works faster. His body tenses, and with a final, shuddering breath, he comes, his cum splattering onto his toned stomach.