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With a sigh, he closes the door behind him, shutting out the world and its pressures. He's alone, finally, and he intends to make the most of it. He undresses slowly, his eyes never leaving his reflection in the mirror. He admires the definition of his muscles, the way his skin stretches taut over his bones. He reaches for his cock, already semi-hard, and begins to stroke. He's in no rush, this is a treat he's giving himself. He takes his time, exploring his body, teasing his nipples, cupping his balls, until he's hard and hungry. Then, he gives himself what he's been craving, a release that leaves him gasping and satisfied.