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The start of a new year finds our anonymous commuter with an unexpected urge. Seated on the near-empty train, he glances around, ensuring privacy. His hand discreetly slips into his pants, fingers wrapping around his hardening cock. He begins to stroke, slow and steady, his breath hitching as he tries to maintain composure. The gentle rocking of the train adds to his pleasure, his grip tightening as he nears his peak. He bites his lip, stifling a moan, as he comes undone, his release hidden from prying eyes.