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With a hunger in his eyes, he grips his cock, the veins straining against his tight fist. He works it with skill, his hand a blur as he brings himself closer to the edge. His grunts fill the room, primal and uninhibited, as he chases his pleasure. His balls slap against his hand, the wet sound of his arousal echoing. He's close, so close, and with a final, guttural moan, he comes, his cock pulsing as it paints his stomach with ropes of cum.