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In the dimly lit dorm room, the young ebony mage sits cross-legged on his bed, his hands trembling slightly as he grips his throbbing cock through his Gryffindor socks. His mind is a whirlwind of conflicting emotions - his love for magic and the forbidden, his curiosity about his own desires, and his confusion about his attraction to both men and women. He tentatively strokes his cock, feeling the soft cotton of his socks against his sensitive skin, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through him. His strokes become more confident, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he imagines the hands on his cock belong to someone else, someone who understands his needs and desires. He feels his body tense, his cock throbbing as he nears his climax, and with a final, shuddering stroke, he comes, his cum soaking through his socks, a testament to his bi-curious desires and his need for release.