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In the quiet of his room, a man succumbs to his desires, closing the door on the world outside. His hand explores his body, tracing the lines of his chest, pausing to tweak a nipple, before descending to the prize. His cock, already hard, throbs in anticipation. He wraps his fingers around it, feeling the heat, the pulse. Slowly, he begins to stroke, eyes closed, lost in the sensation. His breath hitches, his grip tightens, and he loses himself in the rhythm, chasing the pleasure that only he can give.