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Alone in his cluttered apartment, a man succumbs to his desires, shedding his clothes in a flurry of need. His cock stands proud, a beacon of his lust, as he wraps his fingers around its girth. With a groan, he begins to stroke, his hand moving in a smooth, practiced motion. His eyes flutter closed, lost in the sensation of his own touch. The room darkens, the only light the glow of his laptop, casting eerie shadows on his sweat-slicked skin. He strokes faster, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final cry, he spills over, his cock pulsing as he coats his fist with his hot, sticky seed.