Loney, alone and unashamed, takes full advantage of his solitude. He starts by caressing his naked flesh, his hands tracing the lines of his muscles. His cock, already engorged, demands attention. He grips it tightly, pumping his fist up and down, his strokes becoming faster and more urgent. He leans back, his eyes closed, lost in his fantasies. His other hand reaches down, cupping his balls, gently rolling them. The room echoes with his ragged breaths, his body arching as he chases his orgasm. With a final, loud groan, he finds his release, his cum spilling onto his hand and the sheets below.