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In the quiet of his room, the young man's hand wraps around his substantial length, feeling every ridge and vein. His other hand cups his heavy balls, rolling them gently as he imagines the touch of another. His strokes gain urgency, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The fear of being caught, the forbidden nature of his act, only intensifies his pleasure. His body tenses, and with a low groan, he spills his seed, his cock pulsing as it coats his hand and stomach.