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In the quiet of his room, a lanky twink starts to stroke his uncut cock, his hand moving steadily up and down the smooth shaft. He's not alone, but the presence is unspoken, a charged energy in the air. He tries to focus, to keep his pace steady, but the unseen gaze sends shivers down his spine. His breath hitches as he fights to hold back, his body tensing as he finally loses the battle, his cum shooting out in long, thick ropes, coating his hand and stomach.