Griffin Drew, the master of subtlety, begins his performance with a casual stretch, his lithe body arching gracefully. He runs his hands over his chest, tweaking his nipples into hard peaks, before moving down to his hips, where his fingers dance along the waistband of his briefs. He slips them off slowly, his cock springing free, already rock hard. He takes his time exploring his body, his touch soft yet insistent, his strokes long and slow. His breathing deepens, his chest heaving as he nears his climax. His come, when it finally spurts out, paints a sticky, glistening streak across his stomach, a testament to his self-indulgent pleasure.