The soft glow of his laptop screen illuminates his face as he logs into his favorite cam site. Tonight, it's just him and his hand, but that's all he needs. His calloused fingers make quick work of his belt, his pants pooling around his ankles. He leans back, his cock standing at attention, eager for his touch. He teases himself, running his thumb over the sensitive head, collecting the pre-cum, before giving in to the urge to stroke. His movements are fluid, practiced, his body arching into his touch. He bites his lip, his eyes locked on the screen, his fantasy playing out before him. With a final, desperate tug, he finds his release, his body convulsing as he paints his chest with his hot, sticky seed.