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In the quiet of his room, he slips on a pair of latex gloves, the snug fit sending a thrill up his spine. He sits in his high-backed chair, his eyes closed, imagining the touch of another. His hands roam, his breath hitching as he feels the texture of his body through the latex. He grips his cock, feeling it harden further, the sensation intensified by the smooth barrier. His strokes are slow, deliberate, drawing out his pleasure. His gloved hand slips lower, cupping his balls, feeling their weight, their heat. His movements quicken, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, desperate stroke, he comes, his cock pulsing, his cum coating his latex-clad hand.