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In the quiet of his room, a man lost in his thoughts finds solace in his own touch. His hands, rough and experienced, wrap around his thick, uncut cock. He strokes it slowly, deliberately, his eyes closed, imagining the softness of a lover's touch. His pace quickens, his breath coming in short gasps. He leans back, his other hand cupping his heavy sac, his fingers teasing his taint. The room is filled with the scent of his pre-cum, the sound of his hand working his cock, the wet sound of his pleasure. He grunts, his body tensing as he finds his release, his cock pulsing in his hand as he coats it with his hot, sticky cum.