Yami strokes his cock with a shameless grin, breath hitching

Shirtless and sprawled on a black leather couch, Yami pulls his hard cock free of the black jockstrap straps and wraps a hand around the shaft. A gold chain rests against his chest, white socks still on, and he grins as he pumps himself in long pulls. His breath quickens and his hips twitch up to meet his fist. He keeps jerking, shameless and steady, until the pace turns rough and eager.