In the quiet of his office, our hung stud unzips, revealing a throbbing beast. He strokes with purpose, his breath hitching as he imagines forbidden scenarios. Pre-cum beads at the tip, a testament to his arousal. His hand works faster, his grip tighter, until he groans, unleashing a torrent of cum onto his desk. He looks around, a sly smile on his face, knowing he's left his mark.