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In the dimly lit locker room, the chubby gay cop can't resist the allure of his leather CHP uniform any longer. He strips off his shirt, the cool air hardening his nipples, then unzips his pants, his cock springing free, eager for attention. He runs his gloved hands over his body, the leather sending shivers down his spine. He strokes himself slowly, savoring the sensation, then picks up the pace, his breath coming in ragged pants. He imagines being caught, the thrill of it pushing him closer to the edge. With a final, desperate stroke, he comes, his cum splattering onto the cold locker room floor, leaving him breathless and spent.