Dark Manley, alone with his thoughts, finds solace in the familiar. His calloused hands, well-practiced, glide over his thick, veiny shaft, a symphony of pleasure building. His moans fill the room, echoing off the bare walls, as he strokes his throbbing cock with expert precision. The tension in his body mounts, his abs clenching, his breath hitching, until finally, with a guttural groan, he finds his release. Cum splatters onto his hand, his stomach, a testament to his self-induced bliss.