Brother's Bathroom Solitude

The brother retreats to the bathroom, the weight of his desires heavy on his mind. He locks the door, the click echoing his sense of isolation. Slipping his hand beneath the waistband of his pants, he grips his shaft, the familiar sensation sending shivers down his spine. His thoughts turn to the taboo, his strokes becoming faster, more insistent. The sound of the running water masks his heavy breathing as he chases his release, his body tensing as he finds it, his cock pulsing in his hand.

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