In the dimly lit room, a lone man stands, his massive cock already hard, dripping with desire. He grips it tightly, his hand gliding up and down the veiny length. His other hand cups his heavy balls, rolling them gently. He growls, his strokes becoming more urgent, more desperate. His body tenses, and with a loud grunt, he comes, thick streams of cum painting his chest, his hand still working his sensitive cock until the last drop is spent.