A lone figure, the man known only as Zutano89, stands before the open window, his body bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight. His cock, long and hard, juts out proudly, a sight to behold. He wraps his hand around it, the sensation sending shivers down his spine. He begins to move, his hand working his length, as he loses himself in the rhythm, the cool night air kissing his skin, heightening his pleasure.