Tenpa's heart races as he chooses a busy street for his public display. He blends in with the crowd, hand discreetly working his cock in his pocket. The friction against his sensitive skin, the risk of discovery, it all drives him wild. His pace quickens, his breath hitches, and he feels the familiar surge of pleasure building. He can't hold back any longer. He turns into a quiet alley, just in time for his cock to burst, painting the brick wall with his hot, sticky cum.