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In the soft glow of the bedside lamp, he spreads his legs wide, the cool sheets beneath him a stark contrast to the heat coursing through his body. His hand, already slick with precum, glides effortlessly along his length, the sensation sending shivers down his spine. He imagines a lover's touch, their eager mouth replacing his hand, their tongue tracing the veins, their lips stretching to accommodate his size. His hips buck, fucking his own fist with increasing fervor. His free hand pinches and pulls at his nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to his cock. He's close, his body tensing, his breath ragged. With a final, desperate stroke, he spills over, his cock pulsing, his cum coating his hand and belly, a testament to his solitary indulgence.