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Boredom's grip tightens, and the only respite is the friction of his own hand. His cock, hard and aching, demands attention. He wraps his fingers around it, the sensation sending a jolt through him. His strokes are steady, purposeful, his grip firm. The room fills with the soft, wet sounds of his pleasure. His body tenses, his breath hitches, and with a final, firm stroke, he finds release, his cock pulsing as he spills over his hand.