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In the quiet, dimly lit locker room, a fit, tattooed man, his body still damp from the shower, finds himself unable to resist the temptation any longer. His cock, already semi-hard, tents his towel, begging for release. He drops the towel, allowing his thick, veiny cock to spring free, already leaking pre-cum. He wraps his large hand around it, feeling the heat and the pulse of his own desire. He starts slow, savoring the sensation, but his need grows, and he picks up the pace, his hand flying up and down his length. His other hand reaches down, cupping his heavy balls, rolling them gently as he continues to fuck his fist. His body tenses, his breath coming in short gasps as he nears his climax. With a final, loud groan, he comes, his cock pulsing, sending streaks of cum onto the cold, hard floor.