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In the dim glow of his bedroom, he slips beneath the covers, his heart pounding with anticipation. His hand snakes down, finding his rigid cock, throbbing with need. He strokes, the rhythm building, his breath hitching as he nears the edge. The sheets grow damp, his moans barely contained, until finally, he explodes, his body shuddering with the force of his release. The covers are a mess, but he doesn't care, lost in the afterglow of his private indulgence.