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In the quiet of his dimly lit bedroom, a man seeks solace in his own touch. His hand, firm and steady, strokes his rigid cock, the only sound the soft, rhythmic slapping of skin against skin. The air grows thick with the scent of pre-cum, a testament to his growing arousal. His breath hitches as his body tenses, the familiar sensation of impending release coursing through him. With a final, desperate stroke, he spills his load, the warm, creamy fluid coating his hand and abdomen, a satisfying end to his late-night ritual.