I stand before you, my cock straining against my pants, a testament to my desire. I slowly unzip, letting my thick, veiny member spring free. It's heavy, aching for release. I wrap my hand around it, feeling the heat, the pulse of life. I stroke, slowly at first, building a rhythm. My other hand cups my balls, feeling their weight, their fullness. I speed up, my breath coming in ragged gasps. I'm close. I look into your eyes, and with a final, powerful stroke, I come undone, my cock pulsing, my cum spilling out, coating my hand and my stomach.