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In the dimly lit bedroom, a teenage twink, his skin glistening with a thin sheen of sweat, begins his nightly ritual. He whispers an incantation, his voice barely audible, as he anoints his cock with a generous amount of lotion. His hands move in a practiced dance, slick and sure, as he strokes his length. He imagines himself in a different world, one where he's the center of attention, desired and adored. His breathing quickens, his heart pounding in his chest as he nears his release. With a final, desperate stroke, he comes undone, his body convulsing as he paints his stomach with his load.