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With a groan, he wraps his thick, rough hand around his engorged cock, the veins pulsing with need. He starts slow, working the length, his hips bucking gently as he builds momentum. The room fills with the sound of slick skin on skin, his pre-cum making his dick shine. He's a man possessed, his body demanding release, but he fights it, his self-control legendary. He's a slave to his own desire, a prisoner to his own pleasure, and it's fucking beautiful.