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There’s a feeling-- something wet between his legs. His cock is leaking precum in his boxers, but that’s not the feeling; it’s as if he’s spent the past twenty minutes fingering himself, slick and wet and almost stretched around a phantom intrusion that he knows isn’t there. Still, he leans into the feeling, into the pleasant burn after a night of his body turning against him. This ache is familiar, is welcome, and he can feel his rim fluttering embarrassingly around nothing, feeling so open yet knowing there's nothing there.
Hallucinating, he thinks, and the rushing in his ears intensifies, as if in protest, an argument against his own mind. The feeling intensifies, and he barely stifles a whimper around his own fist. The other hand balls in the mattress as his hips lift off the bed with the feeling. It’s as if something is pulsing inside him, in his veins, in his cock, in his ass, a heartbeat that’s not his own.
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