In the dimly lit room, a lone figure, Cristian, begins to explore his body, his hands tracing the contours of his chest and abs. He's hard, his cock tenting his boxers, and he can't resist any longer. Slowly, he pulls down his waistband, his thick length springing free. He strokes it, his grip firm, his rhythm steady. His eyes close, lost in his own world, his breath hitching as he nears the edge.