Dan's duros have always been his downfall. Today, he's in an unknown building, the scent of strangers lingering in the air. He's alone, but the potential for discovery is intoxicating. He sits on a cold, hard chair, his cock straining against his pants. He unbuttons, his duros standing tall and proud. He strokes, his grip firm, his rhythm steady. He's close, his breath coming in short gasps. He imagines the thrill of being caught, of being seen, and as he explodes, his cum splattering onto his shirt, he knows he's been found out. The video is leaked, his duro exposure for the world to see.