Quito's nightlife may be vibrant, but this man prefers the privacy of his home for his intimate moments. He sits back, legs spread wide, his cock standing at attention. His hand, rough with calluses, wraps around his shaft, moving with practiced ease. He closes his eyes, picturing the curves of a woman, the taste of her skin. His strokes become more urgent, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The room fills with the scent of his pre-cum, salty and musky. He teeters on the edge, his body tensing, before finally letting go, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand with his hot, sticky release.