Why You Left: A Solitary Cry

In a dimly lit room, a man dressed as Spider-Man, his mask pushed up to his forehead, sits alone. The faint echo of his lover's departure still lingers in the air. He clutches a stuffed spider, his eyes welling up with unshed tears. His hand slowly moves to his crotch, rubbing the growing bulge through his tight suit. He unzips, his hard cock springing free. He strokes it slowly, lost in memories of happier times. His breathing deepens, his strokes get faster, until with a final choked cry, he comes, his seed spilling onto his hand and the stuffed spider.

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