In the dimly lit bedroom, a lone man, Sephiroth Castro, finds solace in the throes of self-pleasure. His hand grips his throbbing cock, stroking it with expertise. His breath hitches as he feels the familiar build-up, the tension coiling in his loins. With a final, firm pump, he lets out a guttural groan, his hot cum erupting, painting streaks on his taut abdomen.