Hidden behind a closed door, he begins his private show. His hands roam, teasing, tantalizing, as he strips off his clothes. His cock stands at attention, eager for his touch. He spits into his palm, lubricating his length, and begins to stroke. His hips move in time with his hand, a silent dance of desire. He leans back, his other hand cupping his balls, rolling them gently. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he nears his climax, his body arching as he spills over, his seed trickling down his hand.