When the clock strikes five, Brian Davilla and Shay Michaels are the last ones left in the office. As they pack up, their eyes meet, and the unspoken tension between them snaps. They collide in a heated kiss, hands fumbling with buttons and zippers. Shay pushes Brian against the wall, grinding his hips, while Brian grips Shay's ass, pulling him closer. They stumble to the desk, Shay bending over it, Brian spitting on his hole before ramming his cock in. Shay gasps, pushing back, meeting Brian's thrusts. Brian's hands grip Shay's hips, fucking him relentlessly, their bodies slick with sweat. Shay reaches down, jerking himself off, until they both explode, painting the desk with their loads, panting and spent.