Craving his own touch, a lonely man retreats to his dimly lit room, the scent of his cologne filling the air. He slowly unbuttons his shirt, revealing a toned chest, and lets his pants drop, kicking them aside. His cock stands at attention, ready for his skilled hand. He strokes it gently, building anticipation, before picking up the pace. His breathing grows ragged as he applies a dollop of lube, the cool sensation sending shivers down his spine. His hand moves faster, his body tensing as he nears his peak. With a final groan, he erupts, his load coating his abs in a sticky, milky mess.