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In the quiet of his room, a man, unseen and unknown, gives in to his primal urge. He strips down, his breath hitching as he wraps his hand around his throbbing cock. With practiced ease, he begins to stroke, his grip tight, his rhythm steady. The room fills with the sound of his flesh slapping against flesh, his moans low and guttural. His body tenses, his abs contracting as he nears the edge. With a final, shuddering gasp, he spills his seed, his body convulsing with the force of his release.