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In the dim, moody light, a lone man worships his prodigious tool. His hand, slick with lube, glides up and down the rigid shaft, his grip tightening as he feels the pressure build. His body tenses, and with a guttural moan, he explodes, painting his torso with thick, white stripes of ecstasy.