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In the quiet of his room, a man, unnamed but not unknown to his urges, sits alone. His hand, steady and sure, begins its descent, tracing the length of his throbbing cock. He jerks off with a rhythm born of familiarity, each stroke unveiling more of his engorged flesh. His breath deepens, his grip tightens, and with a final, forceful tug, he spills his seed, painting his abdomen with streaks of white.