Solitary Strokes in Lockdown

Day turns into night, and night into day as he continues his endless cycle of self-pleasure. The room is filled with the scent of his sweat and the faint, lingering aroma of his spent seed. His hand, slick with lube, glides effortlessly up and down his rigid shaft, the friction sending jolts of pleasure coursing through his veins. In this quarantine world, his only companions are his thoughts and his desires, and he indulges in them both without restraint.

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