The heat of the day has him craving release. He retreats to his room, closing the door behind him. His clothes hit the floor, and he lies back on his bed, his hard cock standing at attention. He takes it in his hand, his grip firm, his strokes steady. The pleasure builds, his body tensing, his heart pounding. With a final, desperate stroke, he comes, his cock pulsing as he paints his chest with his warm, sticky seed.