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In a private, dimly lit room, a lone figure sits, legs spread, breaths deepening. He's here for one purpose only. Unzipping his pants, he reveals his throbbing member, already glistening with anticipation. With a firm grip, he begins to stroke, rhythmically, as if playing an instrument only he knows how to tune. The room fills with the sounds of his pleasure, the wet slap of skin on skin, the gasps and groans. Two minutes later, he's there, his body tensing, cock pulsing as hot, thick cum spills over his hand.