In the dimly lit casting room, the air is thick with the scent of pre-ejaculate and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Each auditionee stands tall, their cocks hard and ready, as they rhythmically pump their fists, twisting and turning their hips to emphasize the length and thickness of their members. Some bite their lips in concentration, others close their eyes and let out soft moans, completely lost in the pleasure of their own touch. Johanb2 watches intently, his camera lens capturing the glistening heads, the taut skin stretched over engorged veins, and the occasional drip of clear fluid escaping the tips.