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In the private sanctum of his room, he worships his own flesh, each stroke a testament to his desire. His moans fill the air, a symphony of carnal pleasure. His grip tightens, movements quicken, and with a final, shuddering groan, he finds his release, his cock painting his hand and the bedding with his hot, sticky seed.