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The room is his stage, his thick, uncut cock the star of the show. He stands, his body a canvas of lean muscles and smooth skin, his cock already at half-mast, eager for his touch. He takes his time, teasing his length, running his thumb over the sensitive head, feeling the precum bead there. He sits, spreading his legs wide, giving himself full access to his needy flesh. His strokes are slow, deliberate, his grip firm. He moans, his head thrown back, lost in his own world of pleasure. His body tenses, his strokes become frantic, and with a final, guttural groan, he spills his load, his cock pulsing in his hand as he coats his fingers with his hot, white seed.