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Don Pajas, a young, fitness-chiseled Adonis, finds solace in the privacy of his room, his heart pounding with pent-up desire. Clad in snug briefs, he tentatively strokes his growing bulge, his breath quickening as his cock hardens. With a groan, he frees his throbbing member, giving it a firm, rhythmic grip. His eyes glaze over, lost in the sensation of his hand sliding up and down his length, his hips bucking instinctively. The room fills with his ragged breaths and the sound of his palm meeting his flesh, faster and faster, until he can't hold back any longer. With a guttural moan, he comes undone, his hot seed spilling over his hand and abs.