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Hidden beneath the couch, a lonely man seeks solace in his toy, stroking himself to the rhythm of his sad thoughts. "Why are you so mean to me?" he whispers, his heart aching. His strokes grow faster, more desperate, as if trying to outrun his pain. His asshole clenches, imagining the forbidden pleasure of being filled. Yet, his heart feels heavier than his neglected cock, and he collapses, spent and unsatisfied.