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The man stands before the mirror, his reflection showing a body honed by years of dedication. His hand wraps around his cock, feeling its throbbing heat. He strokes, his hand moving in steady rhythm, his breath coming in short gasps. His other hand reaches down, cupping his balls, feeling their weight, their fullness. He's lost in the moment, his mind filled with fantasies, his body alive with sensation. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, his moans echoing off the tiles. He's close, so close, his body tensing, his grip tightening. But he stops, his body shuddering with the effort, his cock pulsing with unspent desire. He turns away from the mirror, stepping into the shower, the water washing away the evidence of his pre-bathing indulgence.