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Aching with desire, he sits, his cock soft and yearning in his hand. He teases it, his touch gentle yet urgent, his mind filled with fantasies of a lover joining him. His dick twitches, responding to his mental images, but remains disappointingly limp. He continues his solo dance, his hand working his length, his body tensing with unfulfilled lust. His gaze drops, watching his cock slip through his fingers, a frustrating tease, a torment of unrequited arousal.