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With a fierce hunger, he begins, his hand a blur as it works his length. His moans fill the room, raw and primal, echoing off the walls. He shifts, spreading his legs wider, granting himself better access. His other hand cups his balls, massaging them, adding to the symphony of sensations. His body tenses, his breath coming in short gasps as he nears the edge. With a final, powerful stroke, he spills over, his cock pulsing, his body shuddering with the force of his release.