The quiet hum of the night was only broken by the soft whimpers from a struggling figure
he was stuck in a dream he couldnt escape the pressure building intensely
then a warm trickle began a silent release that grew across his thighs
the sudden cold jolted him awake his eyes snapping open to the dreadful reality
a wave of heat rushed over him his cheeks burning crimson
he was mortified what had just happened the evidence clear and unmistakable
fear gripped him as he scrambled to clean up the spill
his face a mask of pure embarrassment
the thought of anyone finding out made his heart pound
he recalled a similar incident from his past
a time where his focus had cost him dearly
now the dampness served as a cruel reminder
he wondered if he was cursed destined to repeat this humiliating cycle
a flash of a manga panel came to mind
where another male had faced the same fate
the whispers of rule 34 haunted him
knowing that this private moment was likely immortalized in some dark corner of the internet
the scenes played in his mind a loop of soaked clothes and blushing cheeks
his private shame now unveiled for all to see in the digital realm
and he could only wonder who else shared this secret for male omorashi hentai.
