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The clock ticks down to zero hour, and our golden-haired scholar, desperate to release his pent-up sexual energy, slips into his room, heart pounding. He's got mere minutes before discovery, but that's all he needs. His hand dives into his briefs, pulling out his substantial length, pre-cum already beading at the tip. He pumps furiously, back arched, toes curled, until he's gasping, unloading his heavy balls into his cupped palm, just as the door knob jiggles, forcing him to compose himself swiftly.