In a dimly lit room, Santiago watches as a mysterious figure strokes his hard cock, the sound of flesh on flesh filling the air. His breath hitches as he feels the familiar tension building in his loins. The stranger, unseen but close, urges him on, their voice low and husky. Santiago's hand moves faster, his grip tightening. He can feel the heat building, the pleasure intensifying. With a final, desperate stroke, he lets out a guttural moan, his seed spilling forth, coating his hand and the floor below.