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In the quiet of his room, a man finds solace in his own touch. He tentatively starts, fingers tracing the length of his hardening cock, a soft moan escaping his lips. His strokes become more confident, his grip tighter, as he loses himself in the sensation. Precum beads at the tip, and he uses it to lubricate his shaft, the slickness allowing his hand to glide effortlessly. His body tenses, muscles clenching as he nears the edge, before finally succumbing to the wave of pleasure that washes over him.