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In the dimly lit, foreign restroom, a man stands, his gaze fixed on the reflection of his hand working his hard dick. Each stroke sends waves of pleasure through him, his grip firm, his pace steady. The scent of his precum fills the air, mingling with the faint smell of urine and disinfectant. His breath hitches as he nears his peak, his body tensing, ready to release. With a final, hard stroke, he comes, his cock pulsing, his cum splattering onto the cold, hard surface, a testament to his solo indulgence.