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Lost in his thoughts, he finds himself in a private sanctuary, his hand already wrapped around his stiff, eager cock. His strokes are slow and deliberate, a dance of self-pleasure that has become all too familiar. The sensation is intense, his cock throbbing with each beat of his heart. His eyes flutter closed, envisioning the soft touch of a lover's hand, the wet warmth of a mouth. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his grip tightening, his movements becoming more urgent. With a final, shuddering groan, he feels the familiar surge of his orgasm, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand and the floor with his cum.