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Under the dim glow of his bedside lamp, a rugged, bearded man in a worn trapper hat begins his late-night ritual. His calloused hands, rough from a day's work, slowly unbutton his flannel shirt, revealing a hairy, masculine chest. He leans back, spreading his legs, and palms his bulging crotch,already tenting his worn jeans. With a lustful groan, he frees his thick, veiny cock, stroking it in long, steady motions, the sound of skin on skin filling the quiet room. His other hand plays with his heavy balls, squeezing and rolling them as he picks up the pace, his breathing growing ragged. His eyes flutter closed, imagining the touch of another man, lost in his fantasy until he's grunting, his body tensing as he spills his load all over his fur-covered belly.