My fingers fumble with eager anticipation as I slide open my laptop and gasp as an array of hot, shirtless selfies fill my screen. I can feel my cock harden in my tight jeans as I let my mind wander and explore the fantasy of what my hands could do to each of these delicious physiques. My jerk off dreams come alive in vivid detail, a whispered appreciative moan slipping past my lips.
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The clickety typewriter keys blessed me with a unique backbeat. Throbbing below my right hand, my own rising symphony. Feverishly I pressed, rushing to complete my task, unconscious of my arousal until my hand was gazed upon. Straddling my lap, friend and enemy combined. I was lost within his hot, deep embrace–all I could do was moan my pleasure.