King Wallace captures a young man's raw, uninhibited self-pleasure. Alone in his room, he strips off his clothes, letting them fall to the floor in a heap. His cock already hard, he wraps his hand around it, feeling the smooth, firm skin. He begins to stroke, slowly at first, then faster as his desire builds. He uses his other hand to cup his balls, feeling their weight, their warmth. He leans back, his eyes closed, lost in the sensation. His strokes become faster, more insistent, until with a low groan, he comes, his cum spurting out, coating his hand and his abs.