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In a dimly lit room, a circle of bare-chested, gloved men surround their friend, eyes locked on his boots. The scent of worn leather and sweat hangs heavy. They take turns removing his socks, inhaling deeply, their tongues darting out to taste. One by one, they jerk him off, their movements syncopated, eyes rolling back in pleasure. The room echoes with the wet sounds of their mouths and hands at work, the smell of sweat and precum mingling. The man's body tenses, his cock pulsing as he comes undone, his friends eagerly cleaning him up.