In a dimly lit room, a man, bare and unabashed, smokes a cigarette, his eyes hungry and focused. He's hard, his cock standing at attention, a bead of precum glistening at the tip. He starts to stroke himself, his other hand holding the cigarette, bringing it close to his cock, the heat licking at his skin. He takes a drag, the smoke curling around his cock, and then, with a smirk, he leans down, his mouth finding his cock, sucking it in, his head bobbing up and down, his hand still stroking, the cigarette now forgotten, his world reduced to the feel of his cock in his mouth.