In the privacy of his room, a young man indulges in his favorite pastime. His substantial length, already hard and eager, pulses in his hand as he begins his rhythmic dance. He starts slow, savoring the sensation, but soon his need takes over. His grip tightens, his strokes quicken, and his breath hitches as he races toward climax. With a final, shuddering groan, he paints his chest with his essence, spent and satisfied.