Hidden away, a man finds solace in his solitude. Unheard by others, his hand explores, his fingers tracing the veins, the ridges, the smooth heat of his uncut cock. His body responds, his ass clenching, his nipples hardening. He works himself, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his hand a blur. His pleasure builds, a slow burn that turns into an inferno. He bites back a moan, his body arching as he comes, his cock pulsing, his semen spilling over his hand, his body shuddering with the force of his release.