Alone in his space, a lustful man finds comfort in the familiar. His gaze wanders over his body, lingering on the substantial, uncut cock that rests heavily against his thigh. He wraps his hand around it, feeling its heat and pulse. He takes his time, exploring every inch, every vein, every ridge. His strokes become more urgent, his breath ragged, as he gives in to the primal desire that courses through him. He imagines the feel of another's mouth, another's hands, but it's just him and his appetite for pleasure.