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Lost in the throes of his fetish, he succumbs to the carnal dance of his palm against his rigid shaft. His heart races, sweat beading on his skin as he chases the high only his own touch can provide. The room blurs, his vision tunneling as he hurtles towards the precipice, his body tensing, ready to explode in a torrent of pent-up desire.