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Alone in his private chamber, he bares all, his ample length standing at attention. His hands, rough with anticipation, grip his shaft, sliding up and down in a rhythm as old as time. He's a master of his body, delaying his peak, but his traitorous cock has other plans. It pulses, his balls tighten, and with a guttural groan, he loses control, his hot seed spilling forth, a testament to his premature passion.