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In the heat of the moment, a man decides to indulge in some self-love, going commando on the lube front. His palm grips his stiff cock with a fierce intensity, the dry friction sending jolts of pleasure-pain coursing through his body. He strokes with abandon, his imagination running wild with illicit images. The room echoes with the sound of his flesh against flesh, a rhythmic, primal beat that drives him closer to the edge. His breath hitches, his muscles tense, and with a final, powerful stroke, he spills his load, gasping with satisfaction.