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The room echoes with the sound of his labored breathing and the rhythmic slapping of his hand against his engorged cock. His voice, a low pant, urges him on, "Nakadashi... nakadashi...", as he edges closer to his climax. His grip tightens, his strokes become more frantic, and with a final, strangled cry, he comes undone. Thick ropes of cum arc through the air, painting his body and the floor beneath him in a sticky, white mess.