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In the dimly lit room, he strips, his substantial erection tenting his boxers. He strokes himself, feeling the smooth skin over steel, his mind racing with lewd thoughts. His hand slips and slides, lubricated by his own arousal, as he picks up speed. He imagines a mouth wrapped around him, the wet heat, the suction, but it's his own hand that brings him to the edge. His body tenses, his cock pulses, and he groans, releasing, his cum coating his hand and stomach.