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With a rapturous intensity, he chants his mantra, "My dick, my dick, my dick," each repetition a pulsating beat driving him closer to the edge. His hand, a skilled artist, paints vivid strokes along his rigid shaft, teasing the sensitive tip, cupping the heavy balls. His canvas, his body, is a live, breathing masterpiece, every touch igniting a spark, every sensation a brushstroke, until he reaches his climax, his cum the final, explosive stroke of genius.