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In the dim light of his cluttered room, Erectus sits, legs spread, a wicked grin playing on his lips. His hand wraps around his substantial, hairy cock, pulling and twisting, his grip tightening as he nears the edge. His body tenses, his abs contracting as he fights to hold back. With a guttural groan, he lets go, his cock pulsing as streams of cum arc through the air, landing on his stomach and chest, a testament to his intense, solo pleasure.