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In an unadorned, dimly lit room, a solitary figure, unseen by the camera, begins a slow, deliberate dance of self-pleasure. His hand, calloused and strong, wraps around his stiffening cock, already leaking pre-cum. He knows the rules, nine minutes of edging, nine minutes of denying the inevitable release. His strokes are steady, his breathing measured, as he teases himself with agonizing precision. The room fills with the wet sounds of his hand working his cock, the occasional grunt of frustration as he pushes himself closer to the edge, only to back off at the last second.