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In the dim light of his bedroom, he begins, his cock already throbbing in anticipation. He spits into his palm, the wet sound echoing in the quiet room, and wraps his hand around his shaft. His strokes are slow, deliberate, each one sending a jolt of pleasure through him. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his grip tightening. The room is filled with the sound of his hand moving rapidly over his slick cock, his moans growing louder as he races towards his release. With a final, guttural groan, he comes, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand and the sheets beneath him.