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A lazy Saturday afternoon finds our anonymous stud alone and horny. He strips off his shirt, revealing a toned chest, and leans back on the couch. His hand wanders down, rubbing the bulge in his jeans. He unzips, letting his throbbing cock spring free. He strokes it, feeling the veins pulse, as he closes his eyes, lost in his fantasy. His breathing grows heavier, his grip tighter, until finally, with a low groan, he comes, ropes of cum spilling over his hand.