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Under the cloak of night, a young man retreats to his sanctuary, a room filled with the scent of his own musk. His pajama pants tented, he pulls out his colossal cock, the head already glistening with pre-cum. He grips it firmly, his large hand struggling to encompass its girth. His strokes are slow, measured, as he teases himself, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he edges closer to release. The room fills with the sound of his wet, rhythmic pumping, his groans echoing softly in the night.