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In the dimly lit room, a man lies on his back, legs spread wide, knees bent. He's already naked, his body a canvas of ink and desire. His hand wraps around his thick, veiny cock, stroking it slowly, building anticipation. But it's not his cock that's the focus today. He reaches behind him, fingers finding his hole, rubbing circles, pushing in gently. He moans, low and guttural, as he stretches himself, fingers plunging deeper. His other hand moves to his cock, jerking it in time with his finger-fucking, his body writhing in pleasure. He adds another finger, his hole gaping, ready, as he continues to pleasure himself, his body tensing, ready to explode.