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The room, dimly lit, becomes his private stage. He stands before the full-length mirror, his reflection showing a man comfortable in his skin. His hand traces the contours of his body, pausing at his hardened nipples, tweaking them gently. He bites his lower lip, a soft moan escaping as his hand travels south, wrapping around his throbbing cock. His strokes are slow, deliberate, each one pushing him closer to the edge. The room echoes with his ragged breaths, his body covered in a sheen of sweat as he chases his release.