Lost in lustful thoughts, Rico retreats to his private chamber, the weight of his celibate life heavy on his shoulders. His eyes flutter closed as his hand finds its way beneath his cassock, stroking the length of his long-neglected cock. The room fills with the sound of his labored breaths and the slick, rhythmic movements of his hand. His imagination runs wild, picturing the forbidden pleasures he's denied himself. His body tenses, release imminent, but a sudden knock at the door forces him to halt, his heart pounding, as he struggles to compose himself.