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In the quiet of his room, a man, unnamed but familiar, succumbs to the primal urge to pleasure himself. He strips, the cool air kissing his skin, and settles into a comfortable chair. His hand, confident and sure, wraps around his growing erection. He strokes, his breath deepening, lost in the rhythm of his own touch. His body responds, muscles tensing, as he nears the edge. A low groan escapes him, a symphony of satisfaction as he finds his release.