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With a quiet click, the door closes behind him, leaving him alone with his thoughts and desires. He unzips his pants, allowing his hard cock to spring free, already glistening with precum. He takes a deep breath, then begins to stroke, his grip tight, his pace steady. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, the scent of his musk. He imagines a pair of soft hands, a warm mouth, but it's just him, his hand, and his need.