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Hidden from prying eyes, a man seeks his solace in the darkness. His body, a canvas of ink, ripples with each touch, each caress. His moans, low and guttural, fill the void, echoing his desire. His cock, a thing of beauty, stands at attention, begging for his touch. He obliges, his hand wrapping around it, stroking, teasing, coaxing it to spill its load. His body tenses, his breath hitches, and with a final, guttural groan, he finds his release, his cum painting the dark, silent room.