Spooky month Streber solo smut

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Trigger warning for- smut, masturbation, kinda hinted candybats (is that their ship name) please let me know if I've forgotten anything
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Streber lays down on his bed and grabs his lotion from his bedside table.

Today has been more than interesting. Today after work he had decided to visit his best friend Kevin at his work.

However Kevin was nowhere in sight, and the store was empty- that couldn't have been right. The store sign said it was open, maybe Kevin is in the back? Streber thought to himself.

Worried and confused he walked into the back room, only to find Kevin his best friend jerking himself off.

Yes, Streber knew what masturbation is but he never understood the appeal- until he saw his best friend doing it.

'Is that weird?' Streber asks himself, he shook his head clearing the question from his mind. That's a problem for another time.

He squirts a few pumps of lotion into his hand. How much should he use? He probably should've done research- or at least watch porn.

He hesitates before wrapping the same hand around his already hard cock.

He shudders at the coolness of the lotion. It felt weird, not bad but new. He watches himself as he pumps his cock into his hand, and he lets out an involuntary moan.

"S-shit~" He groans, he thrusts into his hand at a slow pace. He lets out soft whimpers, he bites his lower lip trying to conceal them.

Once he got use to the feeling he picks up the pace, not wanting to deny himself any burning hot pleasure. As he thrusts his hips he moves his hand up and down squeezing it around his cock.

He lets out a particularly loud moan as he fucks his hand. He whines feeling an odd feeling build up in the bottom of his gut.

He whimpers feeling as if he needed to feel what was coming. He works himself up by squeezing and tugging on his cock at a rough and brutal pace until-

"S-shit!- F-fuck!" He cries out as the burning white pleasure exploded.

Cum splatters onto his stomach as well as dripping down his fingers. His head drops back to the pillow, breathing heavily, he didn't even realize he was holding his breath.

He lets out a breathy chuckle as a tired smile comes to his face.
'Why haven't I done this before?'

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