Alone in his room, a man strips down to nothing, his body a canvas of lean muscles and soft skin. His cock, already stiff, bobs gently as he takes a seat on the edge of his bed. He spits into his palm, lubing up his rigid length, and begins to stroke, his grip tight, his pace steady. His eyes flutter closed, lost in his own fantasy, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he chases his release, his body tensing as he finally finds it, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand with his hot, sticky cum.