In the quiet of the early morning, a suit-clad man finds solace in his own touch, his hand roaming over the fine fabric, feeling the hard cock beneath. He's been up all night, his mind filled with fantasies, and his body aches for release. His strokes grow faster, more insistent, as he imagines the feel of another man's hands on him. The suit becomes a barrier, a tantalizing obstacle between him and his goal. With a final, desperate thrust, he comes undone, his cum soaking through the fabric, leaving him a panting, satisfied mess, ready to face the day in his cum-stained suit.