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With a mischievous glint in his eye, he settles back, his hand already tracing the length of his hardening cock. He's alone, but the thought of unseen eyes watching only fuels his desire. His strokes are slow, deliberate, each one sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. He imagines hands other than his own, lips around him, and his breath comes in ragged gasps. His body stiffens, his hand moves faster, and with a final, shuddering groan, he spills his load, his body relaxing as he rides out the waves of his self-induced ecstasy.