The solitude of his room offers no distraction from the intense pleasure he's about to give himself. His heart races as he undoes his pants, his hard, throbbing dick springing free. He takes it in his hand, feeling its heat, its pulse. He knows what's coming, and he can't wait. His strokes are steady, his breathing ragged. He's close, so close. With a final, feverish stroke, he lets out a loud groan, and his cock erupts, sending streams of hot, sticky cum flying, coating his hand and his chest, a testament to his solo pleasure.