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The man's chest heaves, muscles taut as he grinds his hips, his cock twitching with each beat of his heart. The room echoes with the slap of flesh against flesh, the wet sounds of his hand working his shaft. His pecs dance, bouncing in time with his jerks, the sweat glistening like dew on a summer's morn. His breath hitches, a guttural growl escaping his lips as he nears climax, his chest muscles contracting one final time as he spills his seed, painting the room with his essence.