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In the heart of a bustling day, he seeks refuge in a quiet corner, his best friend's house providing a temporary sanctuary. With the door barely closed, he begins his private ritual, his straight, uncut cock throbbing in his hand. The roleplay of being caught, of having to be quiet, adds an extra layer of excitement. His long hair curtains his face as he loses himself in the rhythm, his body tensing, a grateful moan escaping his lips as he paints the wall with his appreciation.