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In the dim light of his room, he sits, legs spread, shorts tight, the outline of his cock clearly visible. He runs his hand over the fabric, feeling the heat and hardness underneath. His breathing quickens as he slips his hand inside, wrapping his fingers around his throbbing cock. He strokes slowly, savoring the sensation, his mind filled with dirty thoughts. His shorts tent, the material straining against his erection. He pulls them down, freeing his cock, the sight of it making him groan. He pumps his hips, fucking his hand, his body tense, his release imminent.