With a click of the door, he locks himself away, craving the privacy to indulge in his forbidden desires. His heart races as he slowly unbuttons his shirt, revealing his toned chest, his nipples hardening in the cool air. He slips his hand inside his pants, wrapping his fingers around his thick, eager cock. He closes his eyes, picturing the naughty images that haunt his dreams, his strokes growing more urgent, more insistent. He can feel the pressure building, his balls tightening, and with a low groan, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as he paints the room with his hot, sticky seed.