A mysterious figure, cloaked in a mask, finds solace in the privacy of his room. His hands, tentative at first, trace the outline of his impressive cock through his shorts. With a hungry groan, he frees his length, stroking it with eager, calloused hands. The room fills with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh as he picks up the pace, his breath coming in hot, ragged gasps. His body tenses, every muscle taut as he nears the edge, before finally crashing over in a wave of release.