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Frustration boils over as he tears at his shirt and boxers, the fabric unable to withstand his pent-up passion. His body, now bare and glistening with sweat, reveals a cock standing tall and proud. He grips it tightly, his hand moving in a blur as he chases his release. The room fills with his ragged moans, the sound of his hand slapping against his skin, and the scent of his musk. With a final, guttural groan, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as it coats his chest and the tattered remains of his clothes with his hot, sticky seed.