Bared before the mirror, he grips his hard cock, veins bulging, as he pumps furiously. His body glistens with sweat, abs contracted, as he chases his release. The room echoes with his grunts and the wet sounds of his fist around his meat. His eyes locked on his reflection, he feels the familiar tingle, and with a final, powerful stroke, he erupts. Cum surges from his tip, painting his hand, dribbling down his shaft, and dripping onto the floor, a mess of his lust left behind in his private, solitary dance.