This is his ritual, his private moment of unraveling. He starts slow, his hand exploring every inch of his hard, aching cock. His body responds, his muscles tensing, his breath quickening. He imagines hands other than his own, lips, a tongue, anything to push him closer to the edge. He gasps, his grip tightening, his strokes becoming urgent. His body convulses as he reaches his peak, his cum spurting out, a testament to his solo dance with desire.