Alone with his thoughts and desires, a man takes center stage. His cock, a work of art, demands attention. He obliges, his hand a gentle sculptor, tracing the curves and lines of his manhood. It's a dance, a ballet of sorts, as he moves with his cock, feeling every sensation, every wave of pleasure. His pretty cock, now fully engorged, begs for more, and he's more than willing to comply, lost in the rhythm of his own desire.