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Quietly, yet fervently, he grips his meaty cock, the soap suds providing a slippery, tantalizing glide. His strokes are steady, rhythmic, each pass bringing him closer to the edge. His first orgasm is a low, guttural grunt, his cock pulsing as it releases rope after rope of cum into the waiting shower stream. But he's not done yet. Twice more he brings himself to the brink, his body trembling with each silent, intense release, his cum mixing with the water, a secret, shameful pleasure that only he knows.