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With a hungry look in his eyes, he wraps his hand around his throbbing cock, squeezing it tightly as he begins to stroke. His pace quickens, his breath hitches, as he chases his release. The room is filled with the sound of his hand meeting flesh, the scent of his musk, as he brings himself to the brink of ecstasy. He groans, his body tensing as he finally finds his release, his cock pulsing in his hand.