Toni, the lonesome lad, finds solace in his private quarters, the weight of the day lifting as he unzips his jeans, revealing his eager, throbbing cock. He strokes it gently, his grip firming as he picks up the pace, his other hand cupping his balls, fingers teasing the sensitive skin. His breath hitches, eyes closed, lost in the sensation, fucking his hand with abandon. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, his grunts echoing as he nears the edge, his body tensing, cock pulsing as he spills his load, a satisfied sigh escaping his lips.