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In the monotonous routine of quarantine, a man's primal needs demand attention. He retreats to his private domain, a bottle of lube and a hungry hand his only companions. His cock, a throbbing beast, stands at attention, begging for touch. He obliges, fingers dancing along his length, twisting and pumping until his balls tighten and he erupts, painting his torso with rope after rope of hot, sticky cum.