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As the clock strikes thirteen on a chilly Friday, an ebony Adonis, muscles rippling, finds solace in his solitude. In his cramped dorm room, he sheds his clothes, revealing his throbbing, uncut cock. He grips it tightly, his hand a blur as he pumps himself towards oblivion. The room fills with the scent of his musk, the sound of his ragged breaths echoing. He grunts, his body convulsing as he unleashes a torrent of cum, the thick ropes coating his hand and dribbling down his shaft.