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Cigarette dangling from his lips, he strokes his hardening length, the ash growing longer with each pull. His other hand grips the base, twisting and pumping, synchronizing with the rhythm of his inhales and exhales. The room fills with the symphony of his pleasure, the crackling of the burning ember, and the wet sounds of his self-love. A solo performance, a private show, just him and his addiction.