Jerk Off

Shirou inhaled sharply. He wrapped a hand around his length, which was overkill, and he decided to instead use three fingers. He was already as hard as a rock and went slow at first. Pumping gently, letting the tiny veins throb angrily, before increasing the pace.

Shirou held back a groan. He went faster, his fingers went harder, his thumb holding his girth down firmly. He could feel the pressure build.

"Crap," he muttered. "Almost there..."

There was a tissue box at his desk. Still jerking his little dick, he walked over. He grunted and fapped, standing, waiting, letting the pressure gradually grow.

He glanced at the door. Almost there...almost there...

Pre-cum leaked. His fapping was loud and his little grunts echoed as his cock became harder and angrier.

"Almost there...!"