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With a grunt, he starts, his hand moving with purpose along the length of his hard, thick cock. The room is dim, the air heavy with the scent of his arousal. His breathing deepens, growing ragged as he picks up the pace, his hand working furiously, eager to bring him to the brink. The muscles in his arm tense, his body coiling like a spring ready to release as he races towards his climax.