In the dimly lit room, Trevidu begins his silent ritual. His cock, already hard from the porn playing on his laptop, is gripped firmly in his hand. He moves slowly, savoring the sensation, his eyes glued to the screen. The only sounds are his heavy breathing and the soft rustle of sheets. His body tenses, his strokes becoming faster, more urgent. His jaw clenches, and with a final stroke, he comes, his cum painting his hand in silence.