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A man stands before the mirror, his reflection showing a mix of confidence and vulnerability. He's alone, but his body is alive with sensation. His hand wraps around his throbbing cock, feeling every vein, every ridge. He jerks off with a rhythm that's uniquely his, his other hand pinching and rolling his nipples. The room is filled with the sound of wet flesh slapping against flesh, his moans echoing off the walls. His body tenses, his abs clench, and with a final, guttural groan, he comes, his cock pulsing as he shoots his load all over the mirror, leaving a sticky, wet mess that he'll have to clean up later.