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Hidden away in his tiny, cramped room, a lonely young man, his body thin and wiry, sits on the edge of his bed. His cock, hard and aching, tents the thin sheet covering his lap. He tentatively reaches under the sheet, wrapping his fingers around his shaft, feeling the smooth skin stretched taut over his erection. He starts to stroke, slowly at first, then with increasing urgency, his breath hitching in his chest as pleasure builds. His hand moves faster, his grip tighter, and with a quiet whimper, he comes, his cock pulsing in his hand as he spills his load onto the sheet, leaving a damp, sticky patch.