Stivi's apartment is bathed in the soft glow of the city lights, his large, muscular frame stretched out on the bed. With a sigh, he pulls out his massive, semi-erect cock, allowing it to rest heavily on his abs. His eyes close as he starts to stroke, savoring the sensation of his own hand. The room fills with the sound of his slow, rhythmic movements, the only other noise the distant hum of the city. Stivi's body responds to his touch, his cock hardening, veins throbbing as he loses himself in the moment.