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In the quiet of his room, he lets his hand wander, finding the rigid length of his cock straining against his pants. He frees it, gasping at the sensation of his skin against the sensitive flesh. His grip tightens, matching the rhythm of his racing heart. His breath hitches as he nears the edge, his body tensing as he spills his load, painting his abs with his essence.