Hidden from prying eyes, he strips bare, his body a canvas of desire. His cock stands tall, throbbing with need. He wraps his hand around it, feeling the heat, the pulse. His strokes become a rhythm, a dance, as he loses himself in the fantasy of unseen, unheard pleasures. His body tenses, his breath catches, and with a final, low groan, he spills his load, his body shuddering with the force of his release.