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In a dimly lit room, a man sits, pants unbuttoned, cock straining against his boxers. He slips a hand inside, wrapping it around his length. He jerks slowly, eyes closed, lost in the sensation. His other hand joins the first, both working in tandem, his grip tight. He speeds up, his body tensing, then slows, teasing himself, a sheen of sweat forming on his forehead. He's a man on the edge, his lust a palpable force.