Darnes69, restless and alone, seeks solace in the familiar rhythm of his hand around his cock. The room, once quiet and uninviting, now pulses with the sound of his eager strokes. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his grip firm and steady, guiding himself closer to the edge. The air is thick with the scent of his arousal, a testament to his growing need for release. He's not just passing the time anymore - he's chasing pleasure, and he's not going to stop until he finds it.