In the locker room, PapiFachero's new gym shorts become a playground for his raging boner. The soft, silky fabric feels too good, too inviting. He can't resist the temptation, strokes growing bolder and more urgent. The friction, the sensation, it's all too much. The silky shorts cling to his hard-on, driving him to the brink of ecstasy, his breath ragged, his body tense, and his release inevitable.