In the quiet of his room, Neciuss wakes up with a raging hard-on. He can't help but let his hand wander down to his cock, giving it a gentle squeeze. He kicks off the covers, revealing his naked body, and begins to stroke himself, his eyes closed, lost in his own world of fantasies. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his hips bucking slightly as he chases his release. The room fills with the sound of his hand moving up and down his shaft, his moans growing louder as he gets closer. With a final gasp, he comes, his cum painting his stomach as he rides out his orgasm.