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The ginger bear, a master of self-pleasure, returns to his favorite haunt, the dimly lit, anonymous restroom. His broad, hairy frame fills the cubicle as he begins his ritual, running a rough, calloused hand up and down his throbbing cock. His eyes flutter closed, lost in the rhythm of his strokes, imagining the unseen eyes on him, the unspoken cheers. His pace quickens, breath hitching, until he's a hair's breadth from release. A sudden flush of a nearby toilet sends him racing to the edge, his hot, thick load spilling over, just as the door creaks open, a potential witness to his filthy, exhilarating secret.