Donnie, the lone occupant of his room, succumbs to his carnal desires. He sheds his clothes, baring his muscular frame, and takes a seat on the cool wooden floor. His hand finds its way to his stiff cock, already leaking pre-cum. He begins to stroke it, his touch feather-light at first, then growing firmer as his need intensifies. His breath hitches, his moans echoing in the empty room as he picks up speed. His hand moves in a blur, his cock glistening with lubrication, until he finally reaches his peak, his body convulsing with pleasure.