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The bathroom, once a sanctuary, now serves as an altar for his private worship. His body, a temple dedicated to the art of self-pleasure, is a canvas of smooth, tanned skin and defined muscles. He leans back, his eyes closed, imagining the touch of unseen hands, the sensation of a warm, wet mouth. His hand, a willing participant in this dance, works his cock with increasing fervor. The sound of his hand pumping his shaft fills the room, a symphony of his desire. His body tenses, his abs clenching as he spills his load, a testament to his solitary pleasure.