Astolfo, in the throes of desire, seeks solace in his own hands. He slides his boxers down, exposing his throbbing cock, and begins to stroke. His mind's eye fills with images of his lover, their bodies entwined, their cocks rubbing together in a dance of lust. He grinds his hips, feeling the delicious friction, his breath hitching as his pleasure intensifies. His body tenses, his cock pulsing as he finds release, his cum coating his fingers.