The factory floor hums with activity, but in a quiet corner, a solitary worker finds his escape. Romulo, a punhetinha by nature, goes about his tasks with single-minded focus, his mind already drifting to the pleasure he'll find in the break room. As the bell rings, he slips away, his heart pounding in anticipation. Locked in the small, windowless room, he releases his cock, the familiar weight of it in his hand. He strokes slowly, building to a crescendo, his moans drowned out by the distant machinery.