In the early morning hours, a lone man, Solitariomast, takes matters into his own hands, literally. With the anticipation of a midnight blowjob building, he can't help but give in to temptation. His hand strokes his hard cock, feeling the veins pulse with desire. The room is filled with the sound of his wet, eager strokes, and the scent of his musk. He imagines the softness of lips around his shaft, the warmth of a mouth sucking him dry. His body tenses, ready to explode, as he awaits the sweet relief that's mere hours away.