Bodoke, alone and horny, decides to pleasure himself discreetly. He slips his hand into his jacket, stroking his cock feverishly. The rough fabric against his skin heightens his arousal as he imagines a secret admirer watching him. His breath hitches, pants becoming visible, betraying his illicit activity. He bites his lip, trying to muffle his moans, as his grip tightens, bringing him closer to the edge.