Hidden away in his family's closet, Tenpa can't help but give in to his desires. With a pounding heart, he unzips his pants, his cock already throbbing. He strokes it lightly, his imagination running wild with taboo thoughts. His grip tightens, his breath quickens, and as he reaches the edge, he bites his lip to stifle a moan. His cumshot paints the closet floor as he leans back, panting, the scent of sex filling the small space.