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In the quiet of his room, he indulges, the massage gun's hum filling the air. He starts at his shoulders, the vibrations sending tingles down his spine. As he works his way down, his cock stirs, tenting his pants. He can't resist, pushing his pants down, he wraps his hand around his shaft. The gun's vibrations on his thighs intensify his pleasure. His strokes grow faster, his grip tighter. With a guttural moan, he finds release, his cum spilling over his hand and onto the floor.