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A lone explorer of flesh, he dares to touch himself in the raw, unfiltered light. His shaved cock twitches at the first stroke, a bead of lubricant emerging like a tiny, salty tear. He milks his length, the sound of skin on skin echoing in the empty room. His breath hitches as he imagines unseen hands, unseen mouths. The first rope of cum splashes onto his toned stomach, a primal mark of his solitary passion.