Dave, a ruggedly handsome man, finds himself alone in the dimly lit room, his hand instinctively going to his crotch. He unzips his jeans, the sound echoing in the silent space, and pulls out his already stiffening cock. With a groan, he begins to stroke, his rough hand gliding up and down his length. The room fills with the scent of his pre-cum as he keeps a steady rhythm, his breath hitching with each pass over his sensitive head.