In the quiet of the night, a man's hand wanders, seeking solace in the familiar rhythm of self-pleasure. His fingers trace the length of his shaft, spreading pre-cum as he goes. He pauses to run his thumb over the sensitive head, a shiver coursing through him. His movements become more urgent, his grip tighter, until with a final, desperate thrust, he comes undone, his body convulsing as he spills his load, his seed coating his fingers and dripping onto the sheets below.