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The room is dim, the air thick with anticipation. A man, alone, begins his intimate ritual. His hand, strong and confident, grips his hard cock, his fingers tracing the veins, his palm rubbing the head. He pumps, his grip tight, his breath ragged. His body tenses, his abs contract, and with a low growl, he comes, his cock throbbing, his body coated in his warm, sticky seed. He catches his breath, his body relaxing, his mind at peace, for now.