Lonely Zac, the quintessential guy next door, retreats to his room for a private session. His thick, uncut cock tents his shorts, begging to be freed. He obliges, stroking his length with practiced ease. His eyes roll back as he pumps faster, his heavy balls tightening. The room fills with his grunts and the sound of his hand slapping against his meat. With a final, guttural moan, he sprays ropes of cum onto his abs, leaving him spent and satisfied.