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In the dimly lit, silent room, a lone figure, an amateur musician, sits with his guitar. His fingers dance over the strings, plucking at the heartstrings of the melody. But the music isn't the only thing he's stirring. His other hand ventures south, beneath the waistband of his jeans, wrapping around his throbbing, uncut cock. The rhythm of his stroking matches the beat of the music, building intensity with each strum. His breaths grow ragged, the guitar's sound distorted as he nears the crescendo. With a final, loud chord, he erupts, his cum painting the guitar's body in sticky, white streaks.