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Post-workout, he seeks solace in the locker room, the scent of sweat and soap filling the air. His cock, still semi-hard from the shower, tents his towel. He finds a quiet corner, eyes darting nervously as he whips out his average length, pulsing with desire. He strokes, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through him. His breath hitches, the room echoing with his ragged panting. He's close, the familiar tingle building in his balls. With a final, forceful tug, he comes, his cum spurting out, landing on the cold tiles, a testament to his quick, quiet session.