Bruno stands alone in the stark, white room, his breath fogging up the camera lens. He's here to verify, to prove, to show what he's got. His hands, rough and calloused, unbutton his jeans, revealing the outline of his throbbing cock. He pulls it out, thick and veiny, letting it slap against his stomach. He strokes it, slowly at first, then faster, his hips bucking as he pleasures himself for the camera. His moans fill the room, raw and primal, as he brings himself to the edge.