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Boredom fuels his desire, the young hunk sprawled on his bed, hand casually resting on his crotch. He's a specimen, muscles rippling, and his cock, a beast of its own, straining against his jeans. He unbuttons, letting it spring free, thick and long. He teases it, running his fingers along its length, tracing the veins. His other hand slips into his boxers, cupping his heavy balls, pulling them gently. He's a master of his body, driving himself closer to the edge, but not quite over, prolonging his self-indulgence.