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In the heart of a bustling city, a lone figure retreats to his apartment, a sanctuary for his most intimate moments. The room is bathed in the warm glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows that dance with his movements. He strips, his body a landscape of tense muscles and smooth skin, then settles onto a plush chair. His hand wraps around his rigid cock, veins pulsing, as he begins a slow, steady rhythm. The sound of flesh meeting flesh fills the room, punctuated only by his ragged breaths.