In the quiet of his room, a man seeks solace in self-pleasure, his small cock throbbing with need. He starts slow, his hand gentle, but his grip tightens as his desire grows. He picks up speed, his hand a whirlwind in slow motion, his balls aching with the force of his strokes. His face is a canvas of ecstasy and agony, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he chases his release. He finds it, his body convulsing as he forces his cum out, his cock pulsing with each spasm, his hand coated in his sticky, white seed.