Isolated on his rustic boat, a rugged sailor finds solace in his own hands. He strips down to his bare skin, the cool sea breeze brushing against his muscular body. His cock, thick and ready, stands at attention. He strokes it firmly, his grip tight, as he imagines the feel of a warm, wet mouth enveloping him. Precum leaks from the tip, lubricating his hand, as he picks up the pace. His breath hitches, and with a low groan, he spills his load, ropes of cum painting his abs and chest.