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In the dead of night, he can't resist the urge any longer. The house is silent, everyone asleep, but his desires keep him awake. He retreats to his room, closing the door softly behind him. His hand dives into his pajama pants, wrapping around his rock-hard cock. He strokes slowly, savoring the sensation, his imagination running wild. The room fills with the scent of his pre-cum, a testament to his growing arousal. He's close, so close, his grip tightening, his strokes becoming more frenzied.