In the dead of night, Johnny3569 seeks solace in his own hands, his heart pounding with horniness. His slender frame twitches as he strokes his big, throbbing cock, the only sound his ragged breath and the soft squelch of his spit-lubed palm. He imagines the touch of another, his grip tightening, his pace quickening. His back arches, and he bites his lip to stifle a moan as he feels the first hot spurt of cum hit his stomach.