Amidst the humdrum of quarantine, Bryam seeks solace in self-pleasure. He strokes his rigid cock, the friction sending waves of pleasure through his body. His hand, slick with pre-cum, glides effortlessly up and down his length. He imagines the touch of a lover, his breath hitching as he nears climax. With a final, forceful stroke, he spills his load, finding temporary relief in the throes of his own hand.