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The room is bathed in shadows, the only light a faint glow from the window. A man, anonymous and unseen, sits on the edge of his bed, his hand resting on his massive, semi-erect cock. He looks around, ensuring his privacy, before wrapping his fingers around his shaft. He strokes slowly, his eyes closed, lost in his fantasy. The room echoes with the sounds of his pleasure, his breathing growing heavier, his grip tighter. Just as he's about to find his release, a soft creak from the doorway catches his attention. He freezes, his heart pounding, as he realizes he's not as alone as he thought.