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In the dimly lit room, our anonymous smoker takes a long drag, the ember glowing like a lone star in the night. His hand, adorned with a sleek cock-ring, strokes his hardened length with a rhythm that mirrors the burning cigarette between his lips. The scent of tobacco and pre-cum mingles, a heady aphrodisiac in the quiet room. The smoke curls around him, a spectral witness to his self-indulgence, as he brings himself to a climax that leaves him gasping, the cigarette now a forgotten ember.