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Lost in his own world, he begins his ritual, the slow striptease revealing the hard evidence of his arousal. His hand, a skilled puppeteer, brings his cock to life, coaxing it to stand tall and proud. Each stroke is a test of his resolve, pushing him closer to the edge, his body trembling with the effort to hold back. The room fills with the sound of his ragged breaths and the slick, rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh, a symphony of his solitary struggle.