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In the quiet of his room, he begins, his large, eager hand wrapping around his substantial length. The slow, deliberate rhythm is a dance, a tease, as he feels every vein, every ridge. His breath hitches, his body tenses, as he builds towards his climax, a symphony of sensation playing out in his solitary, erotic ballet.