The soft glow of the nightlight casts a warm hue over Rico's lean, hairless body as he lies back on his bed, his hand wrapped around his engorged cock. His mind drifts to his girlfriend, their nights together, and the feel of her soft skin against his. He strokes himself slowly, his thumb brushing over the slit, collecting the pre-cum that's beginning to bead. His other hand reaches down, cupping his heavy balls, feeling their weight, their fullness. He imagines her straddling him, her warm, wet pussy sliding down his length, her tits bouncing as she rides him. His strokes become more urgent, his breath coming in short gasps. His body tenses, and he lets out a low groan as he comes, his cum splattering his stomach and chest, leaving him panting and spent, craving the real thing.