Israelxs, alone in his sanctuary, begins his private worship. He strokes his rigid cock, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through him. His eyes flutter closed, lost in the sensation. His hand moves faster, his breathing ragged, until with a final, guttural groan, he comes undone. His body bucks, and he spills his load, rope after rope of hot, sticky semen coating his hand and the floor. He looks down, a mix of satisfaction and shame on his face, before cleaning up and resuming his daily life, the secret of his taboo release safe with him.