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In the harsh fluorescent light of his empty home, a man finds comfort in his own touch. His hand wraps around his hardening cock, squeezing and pumping with practiced ease. His breath hitches as he pictures the men he's seen, the ones he's wanted but never had. His strokes quicken, his body aching for release. He lets out a soft groan, his cum splattering onto the cold tile floor, a stark contrast to the heat of his desire.