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Alone in his room, a pious young man struggles with his desires, his eyes scanning the empty room as if seeking redemption. But today is Sunday, a day meant for reflection, and his body has other plans. He unzips, his cock springing free, already rock hard. He strokes it slowly, his mind wandering to forbidden thoughts. He feels the urge, a warmth spreading from his groin, and before he can stop himself, he's pissing, the stream arching out, splashing onto the floor. He gasps, shocked at the sensation, the taboo of it all. He looks down at the puddle, his cock still hard, and knows he's crossed a line.