In a cramped, dimly lit room, a straight-laced man finds himself in a taboo situation. Clad only in a loose shirt and boxers, he tentatively strokes his hardening cock, his eyes darting nervously between the camera and the wad of cash awaiting his gratification. His strokes grow bolder, his grip tighter, as he works his length, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room. His breath hitches, his body tenses, and with a final, shuddering groan, he spills his load, his face a picture of relief and remorse.