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Alone with his thoughts and desires, a man takes matters into his own hands. He starts slow, teasing himself, before picking up the pace. His grip tightens, his strokes become more urgent. The room is filled with the slap of skin on skin, the sound of his pleasure echoing in the silence. His body arches, a guttural groan escaping his lips as he finds his climax, painting his chest with his own essence.