It had been a week since college intern Pete Johnson accidentally and officially became a voyeur. That was the night Pete spied on Senator Brick Scrotorum as his college buddy rammed the naked senator's ass on the floor of the senator's office.
The picture he had taken that night from his hiding place in the supply closet provided Pete with his daily masturbatory material. He was glad he had whipped his camera out at just the right moment to snap a picture of Brick's friend spraying his nose with a glob of c*m.
Pete couldn't concentrate on anything else for more than a minute. No matter who he talked to or what he was doing throughout the day, everything reminded him of Brick.
He managed to whack off to the picture, as well as his memory of witnessing the event, several times a da
