Under the harsh fluorescent light, a Vergudo, his face flushed with desire, finds solace in his solo session. His hand, slick with pre-cum, glides up and down his engorged cock, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoing in the empty office. His body tenses, his strokes becoming erratic as he teeters on the edge, his groans filling the room as he finally finds his release, his hot, sticky cum coating his hand and desk.