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In the dim light of his room, a mature gentleman finds solace in his own company, his hand wrapping around his hard, veiny cock. He strokes it gently, feeling every ridge and pulse, his breath deepening as he builds a steady rhythm. His eyes closed, he imagines a pair of soft hands, a wet mouth, but it's just him, his own touch, his own pleasure. He teases himself, letting his hand glide over the sensitive head, feeling the pre-cum dampen his palm. His body tenses, his grip tightens, and with a low moan, he releases, his hot load painting his abs.