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In the privacy of his room, an anonymous man finds solace in his own company, his hand a skilled partner in pleasure. He strokes his considerable length, the friction sending shivers down his spine. His breath hitches as he teases his sensitive tip, pre-cum beading like a pearl at the slit. The room fills with the symphony of his solitary dance, a rhythm as old as time itself.