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As the sun peeks through the curtains, our solo artist rises, already feeling the familiar ache. Today's stress reliever is a slow, steady wank, a private performance just for him. He settles into his favorite chair, letting his robe fall open, his cock twitching in anticipation. His eyes flutter closed as he begins, his hand moving in long, smooth strokes from base to tip. He takes his time, enjoying the build, the stretch, the ache. His breath hitches, his grip tightens, and with a low groan, he finds his end, his body shuddering as he paints his chest with his morning offering.