Oscar, lost in his gay fantasies, can't resist the urge to masturbate. He sprawls on the bed, his hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. He picturizes a hot, anonymous trick, their bodies entwined, their breaths ragged. His strokes become faster, more desperate, until he's groaning, his cock spilling its load onto his stomach, a creamy mess that he takes his time cleaning up, savoring every last drop.