The office door slams shut, and Hot Dead Body, the burly metalhead, unbuckles his belt, his pants falling to the floor. His big cock tents his boxers, straining against the fabric. He pushes them down, revealing his thick, pulsing manhood. He grips it tightly, his calloused hands working it up and down. His heavy metal music echoes in the empty office, a rhythm to his desperate strokes. He leans back, his cock pointing towards the ceiling, his body tensing as he unleashes a torrent of cum, coating his fist and dripping onto the cold, hard floor.