In the sultry heat of the afternoon, a young man seeks solace in his private quarters. His hand instinctively finds its way to his tented pants, freeing his engorged member. He begins to pump, his grip firm and steady, feeling every ridge and vein. His moans grow louder, his pace quicker, until he can't hold back any longer. With a guttural groan, he erupts, ropes of semen painting his torso.