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In the quiet of his room, a young man's imagination runs wild, his hand a poor substitute for the real thing. He pictures a bustling train, passengers packed tight, their bodies pressing against his. He envisions his cock, straining against his jeans, catching the eye of a fellow passenger. Her gaze, hungry and inviting, spurs him on. His hand mimics the rhythm of a train ride, fast and steady, his breath hitching as he nears the peak of his fantasy. The room fills with his groans, his body tensing as he finds his release, his cock pulsing, his hot seed spilling over his hand.