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In the privacy of his room, he stands, his reflection in the mirror catching his eye. His gaze falls to his crotch, where a massive bulge tents his shorts. He hooks his thumbs into the waistband, pushing it down, revealing his immense, hard cock. It springs free, slapping against his abs, leaving a trail of pre-cum. He spits into his hand, wrapping it around his thickness, stroking from base to tip. His other hand reaches down, cupping and squeezing his balls, feeling their weight, their fullness. His pace quickens, his breath hitches, his body tensing as he nears his climax.