Wesley, alone and horny, retreats to his private space, the thrill of secrecy adding to his arousal. He strokes his stiff cock, the friction sending waves of pleasure through him. His breath hitches as he imagines unseen scenarios, his hand movements becoming more urgent. The room fills with his soft moans, the scent of his pre-cum heavy in the air. His body tenses, and with a final, powerful stroke, he releases, his hot seed spilling out, coating his hand and cock.