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In a dimly lit room, a lone figure begins a ritual of pleasure, his hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. The thick, veined shaft throbs in his grip as he starts a slow, steady rhythm, his hips bucking slightly with each stroke. The room is filled with the sound of wet flesh on flesh, the scent of his pre-cum a heady aroma. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he picks up the pace, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, powerful stroke, he lets out a guttural moan, his cock pulsing as it spills a torrent of cum, painting his abdomen and the sheets beneath him.