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In a marathon of self-indulgence, a man explores the depths of his own pleasure. For four days, he retreats into his private domain, his hand becoming his constant companion. His cock, hard and throbbing, demands attention, and he obliges, stroking it with a rhythm that borders on religious fervor. The room echoes with his ragged breaths, the wet noises of his hand working his dick, and the occasional guttural moan as he brings himself to the brink of orgasm, only to pause and draw out his torment. His body, slick with sweat and spit, bears the marks of his relentless pursuit of release.