In the dimly lit room, our solo masturbator sits, his dick out, the scent of pre-cum heavy in the air. He grips his cock, veins bulging, as he strokes to the rhythm of his fantasy. Cum drips onto his hand, and he uses it as lubricant, his grip tightening, speed increasing. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he nears his peak. He imagines a face full of cum, a pussy drenched in it, and with a final stroke, he bucks, his dick pulsing as he cums, his hand and cock a sticky mess.