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In the privacy of his space, he indulges in his most intimate ritual. His hand, a skilled musician, plays his rigid shaft with a fervor that belies his calm demeanor. Each stroke is a note, building a crescendo that threatens to consume him. His body arches, his toes curl, and with a guttural groan, he reaches his climax, painting his chest with his hot, sticky seed.