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In the quiet of his space, he begins, tentatively at first, then with growing urgency. His hand, glistening with lubricant, moves up and down his length, his grip tightening as he nears the edge. His body tenses, his neck arched, a low growl building in his throat. His release is intense, his body convulsing as he paints his chest with his climax, the room filled with the scent of his sweat and semen.