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The weekend's solitude brings out our horny hunk's primal needs. He settles into his room, the scent of his own musk filling the air as he strips naked. His cock, already hard and leaking, demands attention. He wraps his strong hand around it, pumping slowly, his eyes closed, lost in his fantasy. His other hand explores his body, tweaking his nipples, cupping his balls, before joining in the rhythm. His strokes become faster, more urgent, his body stiffening. With a final, guttural moan, he unleashes a torrent of cum, painting his torso with his hot, sticky load. He collapses back, spent and sated, his room filled with the scent of his lust.