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In the quiet of his room, a man indulges in his most private desire. His hand grips his stiff cock, sliding up and down the length, feeling every ridge, every vein. Precum coats his fingers, making his grip slick and smooth. He imagines a lover's touch, a soft moan, a hungry gaze, and his strokes become more urgent. His body responds, his breath hitches, and he feels the familiar build-up, the delicious tension that promises release.