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In the soft morning light, a twink stretches his lithe body, his big, uncut cock flaccid against his thigh. He rises from bed, padfoot to the bathroom, his destination clear. He grabs a bottle, aiming his piss through the foreskin, the warm stream filling the container. He strokes his cock gently, the sensation of his own hot piss and the foreskin gliding over his head sending shivers down his spine.