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Patrick Hemingway, alone in his room, gives in to his carnal desires. With a flick of his wrist, he begins a slow, tantalizing dance. His hand glides over his stiffening cock, each stroke sending shivers down his spine. He closes his eyes, lost in his fantasy, his breath hitching as he picks up the pace. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, the scent of his arousal. He's in his element, a soloist in his own private show.