My cock is very hard in front of the camera

The camera flickers a couple of times before it starts recording. There are no professional lights or script; just the sound of air and breathing that tries to stay calm. The focus shakes a little, as if you also doubt what you're capturing. There is no music, only silence that mixes with curiosity. Every move seems improvised, but there's something authentic about that lack of control. The warm light of the room brings out the small details—a shadow that moves, a gesture that is barely noticeable, a gaze that lasts a second longer than necessary. It is not about showing, but about feeling. To let the moment flow without thinking too much. Everything seems clumsy and real at the same time, as if the camera is a shy witness to something that was not planned, but that cannot be stopped either.