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In the privacy of his room, a young stud can't resist the urge any longer. He's been rock-hard since he thought of you, and now, he needs relief. His massive cock tents his jeans, begging for release. He unzips, letting it spring free, and begins to stroke. His eyes flutter closed, imagining your touch, your mouth, your body. He's rough with himself, his big hand working his length with practiced ease. He's panting now, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a final, hard tug, he comes undone, his cock pulsing as it paints his hand and the room with his hot, sticky seed.