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Frustration and desire paint this man's face as he sits alone, his cock rock hard, demanding attention. "Does anyone help me?" he asks the empty room, knowing full well he'll have to take matters into his own hands. He rolls on a condom, the cool latex against his hot skin a brief distraction. His strokes are firm, purposeful, his grip tight around his shaft. He's close, his body tensing, his breath coming in short gasps. With a final, desperate stroke, he comes, his body convulsing as he fills the condom, his voice a low moan of release.