I'm an attorney and, I can see myself in the video feed. I read my name . . . Charles Burnham.
Hello, Charles. Damn, I'm quite the bow tie daddy. I'm starting to get hard underneath the news desk. I'm packing quite a cock if the tension on my expensive trousers are any indication.
Trying to pay attention, I reach under the desk and rub my new cock. Oh god, this body is so fucking horny. I have to take care of this, but the whole world is watching . . . at least . . . yeah, I'm on CNN. So goddamn horny and looking at myself in the monitor isn't helping. Look at my perfectly parted salt and pepper hair and beard and . . . that suit . . . the way it feels against my body. I swallow hard, answering another question, trying to focus, but I have to take care of this.
I unzip and fortunately I'm wearing boxers. My new cock is easy to access as my fingers graze the sensitive, thick tip. Damn, this guys . . . I mean, I'm really packing. I smile faintly, trying to hide the fact that I'm starting to jerk myself off on national . . . no, world wide TV. I watch myself in the monitor. I make sure I don't crack. I look like a typical, boring white attorney. I gently tug. I make sure not to move my upper body as my new dick gets even harder, more engorged. How is that even possible?
I slide my new hand over it carefully, fake smiling as I answer another question about my client's impending case. My mind just gives me the answers as if on autopilot. I can't take my eyes off myself in the monitor. Fuck, this guy's hot and . . . those blue eyes . . . that tie . . . those daddy greys.
I tug a few more times. I feel a huge load working its way up until . . . it bursts out of my cock. My hand's wet with daddy cum as I nod again, answer another question as it suddenly hits.
Just look at me. FUCK, I might be a goddamn republican.