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In the cool, early morning air, our solo artist takes his rigid cock in hand, the velvety skin stretched taut over his throbbing hardness. His hand moves with practiced ease, a blur of motion as he races towards his goal. The room fills with the sound of his rapid strokes, his breath coming in short gasps. His body tenses, his abs contracting as he nears his peak. With a final, desperate grasp, he finds his release, his hot, sticky cum coating his hand and dripping onto the floor.