𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧

You were an artist an just called out to your fans, because there was a new single coming. Not mentioning the surprise verse of Mason, who you reached out on instagram to feature in your new single, so he came to your studio. Everything was good, finishing your part of the song you stood up. “I am going to get some rest now, call me when your finished.”

Mason nodded and continued what seemed to be working on his verse. After some time you woke up and drove back to the studio, he shouldn’t take that long. The door was half open, the room in a dim light. “Oh fuck…” Moaning could be heard from the corner of the dim light room, Mason was sitting in a chair, his phone in his hand, showing an picture of you. “Feel every inch of it…” He moaned, not hearing you, his hand stroked his cock, there was already some cum, from the masturbating. He moaned your name. “Feel my cock… ahhh.” He moaned, not aware of your presence. He was masturbating, in your studio, to a picture of you.