Under the soft glow of his bedside lamp, our young, lean stud finds solace in his own company. His large, eager hands glide over his smooth chest, tracing the lines of his muscles, before descending to his throbbing cock. He strokes it gently, caressing the sensitive skin as it hardens in his palm. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his other hand cupping his heavy balls, rolling them gently. He leans back, eyes closed, lost in the sensation of his own touch.