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In the dimly lit room, he sits alone, his hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. The silence is broken only by the soft sound of his hand moving over his hard flesh. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he imagines a lover's touch, his strokes becoming rougher, more urgent. The tension in his body builds, his muscles taut, his cock aching. He can feel the orgasm building, his balls tightening, and with a final, hard stroke, he finds his release, his cock pulsing as it coats his hand with his hot, sticky cum.