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In the quiet of his room, a man lost in thought finds solace in the familiar. His hand, a skilled lover, wraps around his throbbing member, teasing it to life. He strokes, long and slow, feeling every vein, every ridge. His breath deepens, his body tenses as he gives in to the rhythm, the sensation, the pure, unadulterated pleasure of his own touch.