The tattooed man with dark hair and light skin sits on the bed, legs spread wide, gripping a bottle while his thick cock juts out, already slick with pre-cum. He leans forward, hands on his thighs, as if ready to take what’s coming next, his muscles straining against the blue sheets. With a slow, deliberate motion, he lifts his hips, positioning himself just right before driving deep into his own fist, his knuckles disappearing beneath the swollen head. The tattoos on his chest ripple as he works himself, each stroke measured, the bed creaking under his weight.
