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In the quiet of his room, he sheds his inhibitions. His hand, rough with callouses, glides over his smooth skin, tracing the lines of his muscles. His other hand, wrapped around his throbbing cock, strokes slowly, building a rhythm that mirrors his racing heart. The room fills with his moans, his gasps, as he chases his release.

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