Hairygm, a suited gay top, finds solace in his home office after hours, his stiff cock tenting his tailored trousers. He unzips, revealing his throbbing member, and strokes it leisurely, the scent of his musk filling the room. His tie flutters as he picks up the pace, grunts echoing in the silent office. He imagines his colleague's eager mouth, their secret trysts fueling his lust. Pre-cum glistens at the tip as he nears climax, his body tensing, a low groan escaping as he paints his desk with his hot, white load.