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In the quiet of his room, a man loses himself in the rhythm of his own desire. No distractions, no inhibitions, just him and his hand, dancing to the beat of his pulsating cock. He strokes, he teases, he builds, his body tensing as the pleasure mounts. His breath hitches, his grip tightens, and with a final, desperate stroke, he spills his seed, painting his chest with his release.