Risky, jerking until I cum in this elevator [Elevator]
The elevator shaft swallows me whole, the harsh fluorescent lights flickering as the doors slam shut. My hand, slick with precum, grips my throbbing cock, jerking it roughly as I press my back against the cold metal wall. The risk of being caught, of the camera catching my desperate need, fuels my frenzy. I grunt, the sound echoing in the confined space, as I fuck my fist harder, the elevator car rocking slightly with my violent thrusts. My balls slap against my palm, the wet, sloppy sounds of my jerking filling the air, a filthy symphony of my desperation.
My breath hitches as I feel the familiar tingle at the base of my spine. I look up, the security camera staring back at me, a silent witness to my debauchery. I spit on my hand, the saliva mixing with my precum, making my strokes slicker, dirtier. I moan, a guttural, primal sound, as I feel my orgasm building. My cock pulses in my hand, the veins popping, the head swollen and purple. I stroke faster, my hand a blur, the elevator car filled with the obscene sounds of my pleasure. I cum hard, my cock spurting ropes of hot, sticky cum onto the floor, the elevator walls, my own chest. I pant, my body shaking with the aftershocks of my release, the elevator car silent except for the drip of my cum hitting the floor.
