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Under the watchful gaze of the moon, a lonely man finds solace in the familiar rhythm of his own hand. His cock, a thick, pulsing beast, twitches in his grip as he strokes it with increasing fervor. The room is filled with the sound of his heavy breathing and the wet, slick noises of his hand working his shaft. His body is a canvas of tense muscles and flushed skin, a testament to his growing arousal. As he nears the edge, he throws his head back, a guttural groan escaping his lips as he paints his chest with his hot, sticky cum.