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In the dim, red-hued glow of his room, a young man finds himself alone with his thoughts and desires. His hand, driven by primal instinct, travels down to his hardening cock. He strokes it languidly, his breath hitching as he imagines the touch of a lover. The room fills with the soft sounds of his pleasure, the scent of his musk heavy in the air. He increases his pace, his body tensing as he nears his climax. With a final, shuddering gasp, he releases, his cum painting the crimson light in white streaks.