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In the quiet of his room, a man finds his sanctuary. He begins his ritual, running his hands over his body, feeling the tension ebb with each touch. His fingers trace the lines of his muscles, pausing at the hem of his boxers. He slides his hand beneath the fabric, grasping his hardening cock. He strokes slowly, savoring the sensation, his body responding to his touch. His breath deepens, his strokes becoming more urgent as he chases his release. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, a symphony of his own making.