In the throes of boredom, our hetero lad turns to the comfort of his own touch. His pene, hard and eager, demands attention, and he obliges, stroking it with long, slow movements. The sensation is intoxicating, his body responding to the familiar rhythm. His mind fills with fantasies, his grip tightening as he imagines the touch of another. His breathing quickens, his body tensing as he nears his peak. With a final, shuddering stroke, he finds his release, his cock pulsing in his hand as he coats his fingers with his warm, sticky seed.