Smiley, alone in his room, lets out a sigh of relief as he locks the door behind him. He's been craving this moment all day, a chance to indulge in his private pleasure. He kicks off his shoes and starts to unbutton his shirt, his heart beginning to race. His hand wanders down to his crotch, feeling the growing bulge. He unzips his jeans, his cock springing free, already hard and ready. He sits down on his bed, spreading his legs, and starts to stroke his length, his eyes closed, lost in his fantasy. His breathing becomes heavier as he feels the pleasure building, his hand moving faster, his cock throbbing. With a final gasp, he comes, his cum spilling out over his hand.