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Aching with desire, he begins his ritual, his hand wrapping around his thick, uncut cock. He's a man possessed, his eyes locked onto his reflection as he works himself into a frenzy. His strokes are steady, purposeful, each one pushing him closer to the edge. He's a slave to his own needs, his body betraying him as he fights to maintain control. His balls tighten, his breath hitches, and just as he's about to topple over, he pulls back, denying himself the release he so desperately craves. It's a dance of denial, a battle of willpower, and he's the only one who can decide when it's time to surrender.