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Lost in the moment, the twink's breath hitches as he picks up the pace, his hand a blur as it works his stiff cock. The room fills with the sounds of his pleasure - the wet slap of his palm against his cock, the soft moans he can't contain. His body tenses, his abs contracting as he feels the familiar pressure building. He leans back, bracing himself on one arm, and lets his head fall back, eyes closed, as he gives in to the sensation. With a final, shuddering stroke, he comes undone, his hot seed spilling out onto his stomach and hand.