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In the dimly lit room, a lone figure sits, his gaming chair creaking softly as he shifts. His eyes are glued to the screen, but his mind is elsewhere, consumed by the throbbing need in his pants. He unzips, his big, hard cock springing free, already leaking with anticipation. He wraps his hand around his shaft, his grip tight and sure. He strokes, his hand moving in a steady rhythm, his breathing growing heavier with each pass. The room fills with the sound of his hand meeting flesh, the slick sound of his pre-cum lubricating his strokes. He grunts, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, powerful stroke, he lets out a cry, his cock pulsing as it coats his abs and chest with his hot, sticky cum.