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In the quiet of his apartment, a man named Volker indulges in his private fantasy. Wearing nothing but a loose tank top and briefs, he sprawls out on his bed, his hand wandering down to cup his growing erection. He slips his hand inside his briefs, stroking himself slowly, his eyes closed in pleasure. He imagines the touch of another, their hands on his body, their breath on his neck. His strokes become faster, more urgent, his hips lifting off the bed. He bites his lip to keep from crying out, his body tensing as he comes, his cum soaking into his briefs. He collapses back onto the bed, his body spent, a satisfied smile on his face.