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The dreary weather outside mirrors the gopnik's boredom, but as he settles onto his couch, his hand wanders to his crotch, sparking a different kind of storm. His sweatpants tent as he grows hard, his cock straining against the fabric. He yanks the pants down, freeing his length, and begins to jerk off with gusto. His hand moves swiftly, twisting and pumping, his grip tight. His body responds, muscles tensing, breath coming in ragged gasps. He's close, so close, and with a final, brutal stroke, he comes, his cum shooting out, painting his pants and hand, leaving him a sticky, satisfied mess.