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A man, in the throes of solitude, succumbs to the primal urge to touch himself. His hand finds its way to his stiffening cock, stroking it to attention. The room fills with the sound of his rhythmic pleasure, his breath hitching as he pictures the countless fantasies playing out in his mind. His grip tightens, his strokes become more insistent, and with a final, guttural groan, he releases his load, his cum painting the room with his desire.