In the throes of an insatiable heat, our lonely gay stud can't help but give in to his carnal needs. He strips naked, his body glistening with a fine sheen of sweat, and takes his thick, pulsing cock in hand. His eyes roll back as he begins to stroke, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through him. He bites his lip, trying to stifle his moans as he picks up the pace, his hand a blur as it works his meat. His balls tighten, and with a final, guttural groan, he comes undone, his seed spilling forth in a torrent, coating his hand and dripping down his fingers.