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The room is filled with the scent of his own musk, a testament to his growing arousal. His cock, once soft and unassuming, now stands proud and tall, a testament to his solo symphony. The room is filled with the symphony of his pleasure, the sound of his hand working his cock, the wet sounds of his pre-cum lubricating his strokes. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tense with anticipation. His cock, now a steel rod of desire, pulses in his hand, ready to release its pent-up load.