Ree

Every other night Jack distinctly has the feeling of his dick getting sucked or buried deep in something wet and warm. It's fucking killing Jack. He works the night shift, so he has to spend like 15mins (lmao) in a bathroom stall. Hands and forehead presses against the wall. 

Gasping for air as he feels like his soul is being sucked out through his dick. Finally finally he feels himself getting close, so he pulls himself out. He doesn't even have to stroke himself, the ghost-like touch doing all the work to get him off.

BETTER YET Robby during his shift. It's finally the afternoon and it's been such a long day. There's this feeling creeping up on him. The lightest tickling touches across his cock; gentle stroking of the frenulum. Robby hiding in the bathroom as he feels his dick get hard, but then...the feeling changes...

The lightest touch over his hole...a tentative press or pressure...something sliding inside...Robby leans against the stall, his head thrown back. Robby's never been fingered before, didn't know it could feel like that. He gets stretched out wider and wider. 

He's never felt so full. Something bigger pushing inside so deep; it hits something that has his vision going white. He covers his mouth with his hand, unable to keep his moans contained.

Every other night Jack distinctly has the feeling of his dick getting sucked or buried deep in something wet and warm. It's fucking killing Jack. He works the night shift, so he has to spend like 15mins (lmao) in a bathroom stall. Hands and forehead presses against the wall. 

Gasping for air as he feels like his soul is being sucked out through his dick. Finally finally he feels himself getting close, so he pulls himself out. He doesn't even have to stroke himself, the ghost-like touch doing all the work to get him off.

BETTER YET Robby during his shift. It's finally the afternoon and it's been such a long day. There's this feeling creeping up on him. The lightest tickling touches across his cock; gentle stroking of the frenulum. Robby hiding in the bathroom as he feels his dick get hard, but then...the feeling changes...

The lightest touch over his hole...a tentative press or pressure...something sliding inside...Robby leans against the stall, his head thrown back. Robby's never been fingered before, didn't know it could feel like that. He gets stretched out wider and wider. 

He's never felt so full. Something bigger pushing inside so deep; it hits something that has his vision going white. He covers his mouth with his hand, unable to keep his moans contained.