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Tampa, Alissa Nutting"Yet there in full view was the entirety of his torso, his flexed arm. What caused me to nearly scream as I shoved my fist down my underwear and began grinding my clit against my knuckles was the oddity of his posture and his gaze; I came immediately, then continued to push against my pubic bone with the full force of my wrist, as if to try to muffle the insanity-producing sensation and stay in a state where I could, with full mental faculty, observe him as a specimen. He was staring out the window, straight up at the moon, wildly jerking off to a distant celestial body."
Nutting's novel Tampa is the kind of book that everyone tells you not to read on the subway, because, well, things might get uncomfortable. And so, there were actually a ton of scenes to choose from, but this one stands out because it's not just a masturbation scene. It's a double masturbation scene. Double masturbation! Great moment in literature, you guys.