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In the quiet of his room, Fatboy's mind races with fantasies, fueling his urgent need to cum. He spits on his palm, lubing up his shaft for a faster, smoother ride. His grip tightens, his strokes become more aggressive, and his hips buck forward, seeking relief. He imagines a tight, wet pussy milking his cock, his groans echoing around the room as he edges closer to his climax. Finally, with a guttural moan, he explodes, rope after rope of hot, sticky cum coating his hand and belly.