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In the throes of a sweaty, humid day, a British college lad retreats to his room, eager to relieve the tension building in his wet pants. His thick, glistening cock, damp from the day's activities, throbs as he slowly strokes it, his eyes closed in ecstasy. The sound of his hand meeting his wet flesh fills the room, while the scent of his musk permeates the air. He picks up the pace, his breath hitching as he nears the edge, finally letting out a guttural groan as his cock pulses, sending streams of cum flying onto his already damp skin.