In the throes of sleeplessness, a restless individual turns to the comfort of self-pleasure. The room fills with the rhythmic sound of skin slapping skin as a fist vigorously pumps an engorged cock. Pre-cum beads at the tip, drawing the eye to the glistening head. The pace quickens, breath hitches, and with a guttural groan, hot ropes of cum arc through the air, painting the sheets and walls in a sticky, white canvas of satisfaction.