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Alone in his space, a man takes command of his desires. His hands, strong and sure, undo his belt, push down his pants, freeing his stiff, hungry cock. He leans back, legs spread, exploring his length with a firm grip, a twist of his wrist. His other hand reaches down, cupping his heavy balls, feeling their weight, their heat. He imagines the touch of another, the wetness of a mouth, the tightness of a hole. His breath comes faster, his strokes more urgent. His body tenses, his abs contract as he nears climax. With a sharp intake of breath, he comes, thick ropes of cum shooting onto his stomach, marking his solo conquest.