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Lost in the throes of online smut, a lonely soul finds solace in his own hands. His grip tightens, pumping his rigid member, as the pixels flicker and groan in unison. The room fills with the scent of his pre-cum, a heady aroma that fuels his frenzy. His breath hitches, his body tenses, and with a final, desperate stroke, he erupts, painting his chest with sticky, white heat.