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Isolated and horny, he retreats to his room, closing the door behind him. He's in no rush, this is his time, his pleasure. He pops open the bottle of oil, pouring a generous amount onto his palm. His cock, already stiff and aching, gets a generous coating, slicking up and ready for his touch. He wraps his hand around his length, feeling the heat and the hardness. He takes his time, exploring his body, his mind filled with fantasies. His hand works his cock, slow and steady, building up the tension. He can feel the telltale signs of his orgasm approaching, his breath hitching, his grip tightening. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes, his cum spurting out, marking his solo conquest.