In the quiet of his room, Angel's breath hitches as he gazes at the racy images on his phone. His cock twitches in his pants, begging for attention. He unzips, letting his hard length spring free. He takes it in his hand, feeling its heat and pulsating need. He strokes slowly, savoring the sensation, his other hand cupping his balls, gently rolling them. He closes his eyes, lost in his fantasy, his strokes becoming faster, harder. His body tenses, and with a groan, he comes, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand and abs with his warm cum.