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The room is bathed in the soft, ethereal light of a live stream, the only sound the man's ragged breath and the occasional creak of his chair. His body is a landscape of contrasts, smooth skin taut over lean muscles, his cock a hard, eager line against his belly. He strokes it slowly, his grip firm, his rhythm steady, his eyes half-closed as he loses himself in the sensation. The room is cold, but his body burns, his cock leaking precome, his balls tight and heavy as he chases his release.