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In the quiet of his room, he finally has the time and space to indulge in his desires. His cock, already stiff and aching, begs for release. He spits into his palm, lubricating his grip, and begins to stroke. The friction feels incredible, his breathing hitches, and he picks up the pace. His mind races with dirty thoughts, his moans grow louder, and he can feel the familiar tingle at the base of his spine. With a final, desperate stroke, he comes undone, his body convulsing as he shoots his load, his cum painting his torso in thick, white stripes.