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The man, alone with his thoughts and desires, stands before the mirror. His gaze, heavy with lust, falls upon his naked form. He takes his time, exploring every inch of his body, teasing himself with soft touches and gentle caresses. His cock, hard and aching, demands attention. He wraps his fingers around it, feeling the pulse of life beneath his skin. He pumps, his grip firm, his pace increasing. His body tenses, his muscles coiling like a spring ready to unload. With a final, guttural groan, he does, his seed spilling forth, a testament to his solo indulgence.