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The youth, having meticulously groomed himself, can't help but feel a newfound sensitivity. Retreating to his private space, he allows his curiosity to guide his hand, exploring the smooth, naked skin. His member, once soft, now stands at attention, begging for touch. He wraps his hand around it, feeling the heat, the pulse, the need. His strokes become more urgent, his grip more firm, his breath more ragged. He pictures the smoothness against another's touch, another's warmth, and with a final, intense stroke, he finds his release, his essence spilling forth in a satisfying, messy conclusion.