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The public restroom's door creaks shut behind him, sealing him in with his desire. He's alone, but the possibility of interruption only heightens his excitement. His cock, a thick, veiny beast, tents his jeans. He unbuckles, letting it free, the heavy weight of it resting in his palm. He starts slow, a gentle tease, his fist gliding up and down the length. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, the wet sound of his hand working his cock filling the small space. He leans back, his other hand bracing against the wall, his strokes becoming more urgent, his body tensing as he hurtles towards release.