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Under the dim glow of night, a lonely figure retreats to the privacy of his room, the weight of the day's frustrations heavy on his mind. His hand instinctively finds its way to his crotch, rubbing the growing bulge beneath his jeans. With a groan, he frees his massive, throbbing cock, the sight of it making his mouth water. He strokes it slowly at first, building a rhythm as his other hand cups his heavy balls, feeling their weight in his palm. His mind drifts, imagining the touch of another, the warmth of a mouth around his shaft, but for now, it's just him and his own hand, working feverishly to bring himself to a much-needed release.