A Bit of a Thrill at Work...

I work long hours, starting very early in the morning. Due to this, there are times when I am the only person in the office for several hours. The vast majority of the time I have more than enough to keep myself occupied, but there are other times when I end up wandering around the internet. As you may have deduced from my previous stories or my profile, I have a very high sex drive, so I'll eventually gravitate to checking some choice sites if I have the time... especially the stories here at Solo Touch. My individual office sits in a less frequented area, so I have no issue surfing without risk of being caught... but when I'm alone I'll grow even bolder. I'll read the female-male and male-male stories (which are undoubtedly my favorites) and feel myself hardening. I'll take a quick walk around to make sure I really am alone, and sit back to really enjoy the stories and myself. As my cock starts to strain against the fabric of my pants, I'll reach down under my desk and start rubbing myself. With every stroke and squeeze, I get more excited. I am addicted to that electric feeling that makes me squirm when I touch myself, or even better, when someone else touches me. I can't get enough. Most of the time, that's as far as I'll go. I'll frustrate myself a little and keep the hottest parts of a story in my mind for when I get home and can play with the wife or play alone. A few times, I've stumbled on stories that are just too exciting, and I can't help myself. I'll unzip and pull myself out under my desk. The excitement that someone can come in at any point seems to make me even harder. I'll start to throb as I read about men and women stroking and sucking each other. I begin to stroke, slowly up and down my shaft; squeezing lightly just under my head so it swells up. Even though I could be caught and fired at any minute, the excitement it just too much. Above my desk, my eyes soak in each word, conjuring images of young men stroking each other, or a young woman exploring her boyfriend or girlfriend for the first time. I wish I was there with them, learning the pleasures we can feel with one another. Under my desk, I am slowly stroking... trying not to cum too fast. I want to enjoy the excitement, the danger. I'll work my way up and down, twisting my stroke or stopping to rub the head. I like to time my orgasm to coincide with the orgasms in the stories. I'll read about how a female author could feel her male counterpart tense, his manhood swelling as he shoots cum all over his stomach, chest, and her hands... or how a male author is told the cock he is working is close, so he takes it into his mouth to catch every salty, sweet spurt. I feel my own orgasm welling up, so I speed up, all the time trying to not make any noise in case I didn't hear someone that walked into the office. As I reach the point of no return, I grab a wad of tissues or napkins and ready myself. Can't very well spill my cum onto the floor or my clothes. Can't take any chances that anyone would figure out what I did. As I read about the authors spurting cum onto themselves, or about an earth shattering clitoral orgasm sends a female author screaming, I feel wave after wave of pleasure run over me. I am careful to catch every drop in my tissues, but it's hard as I shake with pleasure. Every spasm sends my head reeling, and as I come down, I wish I had more time and privacy to cum again... this time edging; but alas, I have to wait till I am home. I put my softening cock back in my pants; but before I dispose of the evidence, I'll take a nice inhale of my cum. I love the aroma almost as much as I love that of a female partner. It turns me on, making me wish I was sharing the experience with someone else, and maybe even being turned on by their cum. I have only done this two or three times... but they have been two or three of the most exciting masturbation sessions I've ever had.