Feliz, with his Spanish charm and youthful energy, finds himself alone and horny in the late afternoon. The heat of the day has him stripped down to his briefs, his body glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. He leans back on his bed, his hand casually slipping into his shorts, wrapping around his already semi-hard cock. He starts slow, teasing himself, his other hand caressing his chest, tweaking his nipples. His breath comes in short gasps as he picks up the pace, his hand working his cock with increasing urgency. The room is filled with the sounds of his pleasure, the wet sounds of his hand stroking his cock, his moans and gasps echoing off the walls. With a final, shuddering cry, he comes, his cock pulsing in his hand as he coats his fingers with his hot, sticky cum.