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Settling onto the worn couch, our anonymous stud finds solace in his own company, legs spread wide as he grips his throbbing cock. His thick, veiny shaft glistens with precum as he strokes it with eager, practiced hands. His body tenses and relaxes in rhythm, lost in the pleasure of his own touch. The room fills with the sound of his hand slapping against his flesh, the smell of his musk permeating the air as he nears his peak.