Lapetus80, in a crisp suit, finds himself in a hotel room, unable to control his bladder. He lets his jeans absorb the warm, steady stream, a taboo thrill coursing through him. As he finishes, he notices his arousal. With a sly grin, he unzips, his cock already hard. He strokes himself, the friction building as he imagines the scene he's just created. His pace quickens, his breathing becoming ragged, until he reaches his climax, cumming handsfree into his soaked jeans.