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In the private sanctuary of his room, a hung stud, unburdened by companionship, gives in to primal urges. His massive, veiny cock, a tower of flesh, stands at attention, aching for release. With a firm grip, he strokes the length, from root to tip, feeling every throbbing pulse. Pre-cum beads at the head, glistening like morning dew. His other hand cups his tight sack, massaging the sensitive skin, as he imagines a willing mouth enveloping him. His breath hitches, body tense, as he nears the edge, finally exploding in a torrent of hot, white cum.