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In the privacy of his room, he unleashes his titanic tool, a beast too large for its cage. He lubes up, wrapping his fingers around the base, feeling the pulse of life. His strokes are purposeful, each one drawing out another inch, another throb. He tweaks his balls, sends waves of pleasure coursing through him. His cockhead, purple and engorged, weeps pre-cum, a testament to his growing ecstasy.