TT, the office's resident stud, finds himself in a never-ending video conference, his cock painfully hard and begging for attention. With a sly glance around, he dips his hand into his pants, wrapping it around his thick, veiny cock. He begins to stroke, his grip firm and steady, his body tensing with each illicit pull. The conference call continues, oblivious to TT's solo session, as he picks up the pace, his breath coming in short gasps. He feels his orgasm building, his balls tightening, and with a final, desperate stroke, he comes, his cock pulsing as he spills his load into his waiting hand.