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In the dimly lit locker room, a lonely hockey player finds solace in the familiar touch of his gear. He slips on his jockstrap, the fabric stretching taut over his growing erection. With a hungry groan, he begins to grind, the friction sending waves of pleasure through his body. He adds a condom, the latex tight around his cock as he picks up the pace, dry-humping the air. His breath hitches, his moans echoing as he brings himself closer to the edge. With a final, desperate thrust, he comes, his body convulsing as he fills the condom, the locker room filled with the sound of his ragged breathing and the scent of his spent lust.