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In the dim light of his room, a lone man seeks solace in his own touch. He grips his throbbing cock, stroking it with practiced ease. His mind races with fantasy, his breath hitches, and his body tenses as he nears the edge. With a guttural groan, he tips over, his hot seed spilling out onto a waiting napkin. Careful not to stain the bed, he cleans up, leaving no trace of his late-night indulgence.