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Locked in his bedroom, a young man's lust knows no bounds. His cock, a thick, veiny pillar of flesh, tents his boxers, aching for release. He strips, his breath ragged, his heart pounding. He spits into his palm, lubes his cock, and begins to stroke. His grip is tight, his rhythm relentless, his grunts echoing in the silent room. His body tenses, his balls draw up, and with a final, guttural roar, he comes, his hot, creamy load painting his chest and belly, his cock pulsing with satisfaction.