Lyons, in the throes of carnal desire, strips naked, his body glistening with sweat. He strokes his rigid cock, the veins throbbing with anticipation. His hand moves with a rhythm honed by years of self-pleasure, the sensation of his palm against his sensitive flesh driving him closer to the edge. His grunts fill the room as he feels the familiar build-up, his muscles tensing. With a final, desperate stroke, he comes undone, his body convulsing as he spills his seed onto the floor.