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In the quiet of his room, a man loses himself in the rhythmic dance of self-pleasure. He grips his throbbing cock, feeling every vein pulse with desire. His strokes are steady, confident, as he imagines unseen hands joining his. The room fills with the slick sound of flesh on flesh, the scent of his own musk. He's in his element, a master of his domain, bringing himself closer to the edge with each stroke.