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In the quiet of his space, a man stands, his reflection in the mirror his only company. He's a study in contrasts, his body lean and muscular, yet his touch is soft as he begins to explore himself. His fingers trace the lines of his abs, dipping into the V that disappears beneath his waistband. He pushes his pants down, freeing his already hardening cock. He wraps his hand around it, a shiver running through him at the contact. He strokes himself, his grip firm, his movements steady. His other hand joins in, caressing his balls, his thigh, his ass, as he loses himself in the rhythm of his own desire. His body tenses, his breath hitches, and with a low groan, he finds his release, his reflection watching him inten