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In the quiet of his room, he begins, his hand wrapping around his stiff cock. The slide of skin against skin, the tight grip, sets a delicious pace. His eyes flutter closed, lost in the sensation, as his other hand cups his heavy balls, gently rolling them. The tempo increases, his body tensing, until with a loud groan, he spills his load, thick streams arcing through the air, coating his hand and cock in a sticky, silken mess.