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Alone in his sanctum, he initiates his ritual of restraint. His hand, a traitor and savior, wraps around his throbbing erection. He explores every inch, his touch feather-light, yet electric. He edges, bringing himself to the brink, only to retreat, his body screaming for release. His moans fill the room, a symphony of frustration and pleasure. His cock, glistening with pre-cum, twitches in protest, but he persists, a slave to the sweet torment of delayed gratification.