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Aloneness breeds desire, and this man embraces it. His hand wraps around his throbbing cock, veins popping as he squeezes and pulls. His other hand cups his balls, feeling their weight, their draw tight. His hips buck, fucking his fist, his grunts echoing in the empty room. The air is thick with his sweat and the scent of his arousal. His body tenses, his abs clenching, and with a final, guttural moan, he comes. His cock pulses, painting his chest and stomach with his hot, white cum. He collapses back, spent, his heart pounding, a satisfied grin on his face.