Desperate Solo Satisfaction

The weight of loneliness presses down on him, as he sits in the dimly lit room, his hand tentatively exploring his body. "Carente," he whispers, tasting the word, the emotion it carries. His strokes grow bolder, more insistent, as he seeks solace in the familiar rhythm. His mind races, conjuring images of touch, of connection, as his body builds towards climax. With a final, shuddering breath, he finds his release, his body relaxing as the tension ebbs, only to be replaced by the aching emptiness of unfulfilled desire.

• jerk-off
• soloboy
• carente

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