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Lean and muscular, Y Delgado retreats to his room, the door locked behind him. He strips down, his hard cock already aching for release. He strokes it slowly, feeling the veins pulse with each beat of his heart. His hand moves faster, his breath hitching as he imagines tight, wet heat enveloping him. He groans, his body tensing as he brings himself to the edge. With a final, desperate stroke, he comes, his cum spilling over his hand, a satisfied grin playing on his lips.