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In the quiet of his room, our anonymous hero strips bare, his heart pounding with anticipation. He takes his rigid, throbbing cock in hand, feeling the velvet softness of the skin, the steel-like hardness beneath. His strokes are slow, deliberate, each one sending shivers down his spine. He closes his eyes, lost in the sensation, his breath ragged with desire. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, the slick wetness of pre-cum lubricating his strokes. He brings himself to the edge, his body tensing, then with a guttural groan, he spills over, his hot seed pulsing onto his hand.