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In the quiet of his room, he begins, his big cock already engorged and ready. He runs his hand up and down its veined length, feeling the pulse of life within. The room is filled with the sound of his hand working, the wet slap of skin on skin, and his own ragged breaths. His eyes close, imagining a lover's touch, as he increases his pace, his body tensing in anticipation of the release he craves.