The room is filled with the soft sound of Chavo's hand moving rhythmically along his hard, uncut length. His eyes are closed, lost in his own world of fantasy. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he picks up the pace, his grip tightening around his throbbing cock. He can feel the familiar tingle at the base of his spine, his balls drawing up tight. With a final, shuddering stroke, he comes, his hot seed spilling out over his fist, his body trembling with the force of his release. He opens his eyes, a satisfied smile playing at the corners of his mouth, before cleaning up and leaving the room, his secret moment of pleasure complete.