A Mediterranean god, all muscles and tanned skin, retreats to his private space, his mind filled with lustful thoughts. He unzips his shorts, letting his thick, long uncut cock spring free. It's already leaking pre-cum, eager for his touch. He wraps his hand around it, feeling the heat, the pulse. He starts slow, his eyes closed, imagining another's touch. But his desire is too intense, and he quickens his pace, his grip tightening. His body tenses, his ass clenches, and with a low groan, he comes, his cum shooting out, coating his hand and cock.