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In this solo dance of restraint, he teases himself, his hand gliding up and down his engorged length. He's a canvas of raw need, his body taut, his breath ragged. He's close, so close, but he fights it, prolonging the agony and ecstasy. His balls tighten, his cock swells, and just as he's about to spill over, he pulls back, denying himself release, prolonging this exquisite torture.