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In the privacy of his space, he begins his ritual, the first touch igniting a spark of desire. His hand, slick with anticipation, grips his rigid shaft, moving with a rhythm that's both familiar and exhilarating. Each stroke brings him closer to the edge, his body trembling with the effort to prolong the sweet torture. Finally, with a guttural moan, he lets go, his seed pulsing forth in thick, ropey streams, a testament to his solo mastery.