There are more discreet ways of jerking off at work than beating your meat behind a newspaper in the staff room – but I guess Harry Louis is happy to live dangerously. Not that I blame him for reaching for his cock when Axel Brooks walks into the room and takes off his shirt.

Harry’s just taking a break, absorbed in his paper when Axel arrives. Axel Brooks is the perfect colleague. He’s got a muscled, masculine frame, nice pecs and a square-jawed, ruggedly handsome face. And it’s when he starts to change out of his casual gear and into his smart, navy blue suit that something begins to stir in Harry’s pants. Continue reading Shafted by Harry Louis →