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A solo symphony of pleasure unfolds as he stands naked before the mirror, his reflection a muse for his wandering hands. He grips his cock, long and hard, and begins a steady, sensuous rhythm. His other hand reaches around, teasing his ass, his fingers dipping in and out, mimicking the motion he craves. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his strokes becoming more urgent. His body tenses, his hand moving faster, until with a low groan, he paints the mirror with his seed, his body twitching with the aftershocks of his self-induced oblivion.