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Mike, in the throes of pent-up desire, retreats to his private space, the meatstick his sole companion. His hand, slick with anticipation, grips the throbbing shaft, stroking in rhythm with his racing heart. The room fills with the symphony of his pleasure, the wet sounds of his hand working his engorged cock echoing off the walls. His moans, low and guttural, betray his growing ecstasy as he approaches the precipice, his body tensing, ready to release his pent-up lust.