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In the quiet of his room, a young man stretches, his body awakening to the day. His hand trails down, wrapping around his morning wood, already stiff and ready. He strokes himself slowly, his eyes closed, lost in his own fantasies. His hand moves faster, his grip tighter, as he chases his release. He can feel it building, his body tensing, his breath coming in short gasps. With a groan, he comes, his cock pulsing in his hand, his cum spilling over his fingers.