In the grungy, dimly-lit restroom, Knocken, a rugged, tattooed stud, spots an open stall. He slips inside, eyes gleaming with mischief. Unzipping his jeans, he reveals his already hard cock, throbbing with anticipation. He strokes himself, the sound of his hand meeting flesh echoing in the small space. His grunts grow louder as he edges closer to climax, his cock pulsing with each pump. Finally, with a loud groan, he erupts, ropes of cum shooting onto the tiled floor.