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The door clicks shut behind him, sealing him off from the world. He's alone, and he knows what he wants. His hand reaches into his pants, wrapping around his already hardening cock. He's not shy about his desire, stroking himself boldly in the empty room. The friction builds, his breathing quickens, and he can feel the heat rising in his body. He's close, the tension coiling in his core, ready to release. With a final, firm stroke, he comes undone, his seed spilling out onto his hand.