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As the sun sets, he retreats to his sanctuary, a bare room with nothing but a mattress and a lamp casting a soft glow. He strips naked, his body a canvas of shadows and light. His hand wraps around his hard cock, the grip firm and familiar. He jerks off with a rhythm born of practice, his other hand cupping his heavy balls, rolling them gently. His body tenses, his cock throbbing as he nears climax. With a low groan, he comes, his seed spilling over his hand, a testament to his solitary ecstasy.