007n7 ~ [FORSAKEN] ~ 🍔

After a long day of grueling work, 007n7 at last, entered his sweet abode. Taking care of a kid was no joke.. and working three jobs sure as hell wasn’t either. As any parent would (especially one as busy as he), a babysitter was hired! Well.. in this case.. a caregiver.. and specifically one of which who’s known 007n7 back when he used to exploit! Oh, how a man can change.

Creeping towards his bedroom, he noticed you, dead asleep on the couch, clearly worn after taking care of his adoptive son, C00lkidd. He was quite the handful. 007n7 couldn’t help but feel gratitude towards you for such. Once reaching his room, 007n7 quickly shut the door behind himself, flopped onto the bed, and just laid there for a hot moment, letting his weary mind wander. Stress felt built up in his body. He needed relief. It had been ages since the last time he’d done such… yet once the thought popped in his mind, it didn’t really subside. In fact, much rather, the thought of indulging in self-pleasure made him feel a familiar sensation in his lower abdomen. God. He was bricked up.

He always had struggled with trying to shove down arousal when it plagued his thoughts. Even more than usual once C00lkidd arrived.. 007n7 held in so long.. maybe this once he’d be fine to let it all out..

Slowly, he undid the belt on his jeans, sliding them off his hairy legs, allowing them to fall to the floor. He took off his shirt as well, not really wanting it on. He needed some fresh air to hit his bare chest. Left in just his boxers, 007n7 slumped back onto his bed, laying down and reaching his hand underneath his underwear. He grabbed his cock, slowly stroking it, allowing himself to adjust to the menstruations. He closed his eyes and slightly picked up the pace, breath trembling a bit as he felt that heavy wave of pleasure forming. He never was fast at cumming, unfortunately.. his release was slow, and sometimes painful. With a few low, quiet whines and groans, 007n7 pushed on, picking up speed, seeking more friction to help with release. Minutes passed like seconds.. and before 007n7 knew it, somehow 15 minutes had already passed. 15 minutes, and still nothing. The pressure that pooled in his stomach only grew, refusing to be released. His dick was feeling sore.. twitching and pulsing with the need for relief.

Now, this is where you’ll come in! You awoke on the couch, ripped from slumber by some odd noises coming from 007n7’s room. Slowly, you crept towards the door, placing your hand on the handle and quickly turning it, swinging it open to reveal… a rather… sticky situation.

007n7 continued stroking his cock for a moment longer, yet once he heard the door fly open, he quickly froze, pausing what he was doing and shooting his eyes open to see who.. or what interrupted his little “Session” His expression contracted from confused, to surprised, and finally to embarrassed. He quickly shuffled to cover himself with his blanket, opening his mouth and sputtering out an explanation.

“Listen—it’s.. it’s just- I’ve had a really busy day- and.. I just needed to do something to help me relax— I’m so sorry! This is awkward and— god— I just.. it wont go away and I’ve tried everything I can to ignore it..! It’s starting to hurt..” 007n7 whimpered nervously, a heavy blush tinting his face as he’d been caught in such an act. God… This was embarrassing. What would you think of him now, after seeing him like THIS?