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In the quiet of his room, a man, unnamed yet familiar, finds solace in his own touch. His hand, steady and sure, wraps around his thick, veined cock, stroking it to life. The room fills with the scent of pre-cum and the sound of wet skin slapping against skin. His muscles tense, his breath hitches, and with a final, firm grip, he unleashes a torrent of hot, white cum, painting his abs and leaving him spent and satisfied.