With a mischievous grin, he unzips his pants, his massive cock springing free, eager for attention. He wraps his hand around his girth, feeling the heat and hardness. His strokes are firm, purposeful, his body undulating with each movement. He leans back, his eyes closed, lost in the sensation. His other hand joins in, cupping his balls, rolling them gently, sending jolts of pleasure up his spine. His moans fill the room, echoing off the walls, as he picks up the pace, his hand a blur. With a final, shuddering gasp, he finds his release, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand and pants with his essence.