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In the quiet of his sanctuary, he indulges in his most intimate fantasy. The suction cup prosthetic, a tool of exploration, is secured in place. He teases it, running his fingers along the length, feeling the give of the silicone. His other hand wanders, tracing the lines of his body, pinching nipples, cupping balls. He guides the prosthetic to his mouth, tasting the lube, the faint hint of silicone. He takes it in, his lips stretching around the width, his gaze locked on the reflection in the mirror. His body responds, his cock hardening, his heart racing. He's in control, and it's glorious.