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Alone and eager, he seeks comfort in familiar touch. "Just the fingers," he reassures himself, as he starts his intimate dance. His hands glide over his skin, pausing at his nipples, pinching and rolling the pebbled flesh. A moan escapes him as pleasure courses through him. His cock throbs, demanding attention. He obliges, gripping his shaft, fingers slick with pre-cum as he pumps. His body tenses, then relaxes as he finds his climax, fingers still working, drawing out every last drop.